Hey guys, I've been away for a while and haven't been writing, thank you all for being so patient, I hope you all enjoy chapter 10! Special thanks to everyone who follows this story for updates and don't forget to leave a song recommendation in the reviews!

-Much love, Rae1399.

"And in my dreams you're alive and you're crying, / As your mouth moves in mine, soft and sweet, / Rings of flowers 'round your eyes/ And I'll love you for the rest of your life when you're ready." -Neutral Milk Hotel, "Two-Headed Boy Pt. 2".

She has a halo of light around her head as she walks toward me, wearing a white robe over a dress. She's carrying something in her arms, which seems to be a bundle of white cloth. Her hair is longer than usual, and a small hand reaches up from the cloth to pull at her violet locks. She walks toward me and stops about a foot away from where I'm standing, close enough to let me see the baby she holds in her arms. The child's eyes are bright and wide with emerald irises, surrounded by pale grey-toned skin. The child smiles upon seeing me, and I realize that when the baby smiles, it's eyes crinkle like Raven's do. The child begins to turn and fight the swaddle it's in, and I see that they baby's ears are slightly pointed, just like mine. The child wiggles and coos, locking it's wonder-filled eyes in my gaze.

My eyes travel from the baby to my love, who is reluctant to look me in the eyes. I reach my hand out and hold her cheek, and gently turn her head until her face meets mine. Her eyes are closed, and when she opens them, all I can see is blackness. The whites of her eyes, and even her irises are darkened to pitch. My mouth hangs open, but I am unable to speak. Her halo suddenly fades, and a black mass of her magic folds around her and the baby, and then she's gone. The only thing that remains where she stood is a small pill of thin papers, which almost fly away in the sudden breeze.

I speedily catch the floating papers and gather the remaining pieces in my hands. I sit on the ground of this place and look at the literature in my hands. The papers are all newspaper clippings; articles of different lengths, and even some headline stories. All of them seem to be from different papers, but all located in the Jump City area. I shuffle through the clippings and read the first headline I see: "SUPERHERO COUPLE WELCOMES FIRST CHILD", which is paired with a photo of Raven and I standing side-by-side, but without a child. The article reads of how we welcomed a baby girl January 3rd of the year I cannot see without the top of the newspaper. I smile at the fact that in this world, Raven and I have a child, and all seems well.

The next headline is from a different newspaper, and the sight of it makes me frown. "SUPERHERO BABY: A BEAST OF ALL SORTS!". I don't want to read it, but I do anyway. The article discusses Raven and I's backgrounds and deduces our child to be a demonic animal beast. The article "warns" the public of our offspring, and calls for the possible incarceration of our newborn. The picture that accompanies the article is a glowing, red-eyed Raven, using her most forceful powers to take down Brother Blood. Right beside her picture is a separate battle shot of me in full beast rage, claws out and teeth barred. Our child's picture isn't included, but the words are enough.

The wind picks up again and the newspapers fly away, and this time, I let them. My hands are shaking, and the world around me seems to be nothing but painful. My heart pounds, so much that I can hear my heartbeat in my ears. The pounding only gets louder, until something snaps.

I sit straight up so quickly that I become disoriented. I'm short of breath, and the dream I just had lingers in my mind. It takes me a few seconds before I acknowledge the pounding on my bedroom door. My head stops spinning just enough that I can stand, and I somehow manage to walk to my bedroom door. I hit the button beside the doorframe and the metal door slides open to reveal a concerned Raven. She enters without asking, and the door slides shut behind her.

"You were screaming, Gar. Are you okay?" she asks, keeping eye contact. I'm relieved to see that the whites of her eyes are back to normal, and her purple eyes are still bright as ever. I rub my faces with my hands in hopes that I could collect myself, but the world around me is still a blur. "Yeah, I'm good. Just a nightmare." I say, and she sighs. Out of nowhere, she reaches her hand out and places it flat against my bare chest. A black cloud of energy surrounds her hand and my chest, and my heart rate slows. Her touch is warm against my skin, and I can feel myself calming down.

She usually is hesitant to touch me, and I don't want to startle her, but I need her closer. Slowly, I wrap my arms around her and pull her to me. She keeps her hand on my chest, but I feel her other arm wrap around me in response. I rest my chin atop of her head and close my eyes, using my other senses to feel this moment. Her hair is damp, and I realize the smell that entered the room with her was lavender shampoo. I raise my right hand to the back of her hair and run my fingers through it. I feel her eyelashes flutter against my chest, so I pull my body backward to look at her.

Her eyes meet mine, and she looks angelic. Not like she did in my dream, but she looks lively and pure. She's my piece of heaven on earth. No matter her family origins, she's an angel to the rest of the world. I can't help but think of how her and I got to this point, and how long I've wanted this. She is what made this tower a home to me, and her leaving crumbled my comfort to ash. After she left, I fell into an ungodly depression. I missed missions where I was needed the most, all due to the lack of motivation. Most days, I couldn't even move. I wouldn't take care of myself, and my mental health deteriorated. Right now, I'm on an upswing, and I know it is because of the woman in front of me.

She tilts her head up and her lips meet mine, and I'm surprised that she made the first move. Our lips move together in harmony, and the feeling in my chest heightens. It's not the beast, it's not sexual; it's a warm feeling. It's a feeling of home. Behind my eyelids, images from my dream flash through so clearly that it feels like I'm watching it happen in front of me. I try to shut the negative parts out, but I can't forget the feeling of disgust when I saw the harsh words about our child. I want our future to be fulfilling; I know it won't be perfect, but I want us to be safe.

I pull away and look at her. Her eyes are curious, and I search her face for the words I want to say. I open my mouth, and I know for a fact I look stupid. I wait for the words to come to the surface, but they refuse. She draws the words out of me when she absorbs us in a cloud of darkness and moves us to somewhere unknown to me, but I have a feeling we aren't in the same dimension as before.

We lock lips again, and when she pulls away, I hold her face in my hands and move my thumb across her cheek. "I love you." I say, and her eyes widen. "Rae, you don't have to say it back. I swear. I just wanted to let you know." She looks hesitant, and her eyes looked panicked when they meet mine. However, nothing goes flying and nothing has exploded, so her emotions seem to be in check. "But I do mean it. You're absolutely incredible, Raven." I say, and she tightens her grip around me.

Over and over again, she is my home.

I know this was a short chapter, but I'm having some difficulties getting back into the swing of things… Don't forget to leave a song suggestion! Xoxo.