A.N Well finally here's the last chapter...I feel really happy with this and I hope it satisfies everyone who has been reading it

Chapter 9 – Distance Voice on the Horizon

John stood and stared into the night sky, he still didn't want to believe that it had all been a dream. It had been far too real to be something that he could have come up with.

He had felt real emotions and knew that even if dreams seemed real there was always something not quite right about them. But apparently he had overslept and been in a very deep sleep.

'Just like Phil' he thought quietly to himself.

"John? You're still up?" came Jeff's voice from the other side of the room. John turned startled and simply nodded at his father.

For some unknown reason a lump stuck deep within his throat at seeing him, but somehow he kept it from showing.

Concerned eyes briefly caught his and John turned away, staring back at his beloved stars. "Are you all right?" there was the concern of a parent in that voice, and John couldn't help but smile and hang his head slightly.

Maybe he ought to tell someone about what happened but then again maybe it was all a dream.

"I've felt better..." he paused and sighed, unsure as to start over everything. Jeff gently placed a hand on his second eldest back, this was not the way that John behaved and something seemed to be worrying him.

Almost like the time when Gordon had been very ill but this time there was something different.

"John, tell me what you're thinking" he said very calmly.

John sighed and looked back at the stars with a distant look, "I know it's not my business, and I don't have any right to ask...but if one of us had been born a girl what would you have called her?"

Jeff stepped back, a little disturbed by the question. It wasn't what he was expecting but guessing that this would lead to something very important Jeff dimly recalled a conversation he had with Lucille about it.

"This will sound daft...Lucy wanted a name to sound different yet hold some form of power. If I had daughter she would be called Philadelphia...why? Is something wrong?"

John closed his eyes, trying to stop the tears. "In the dream I had...I don't know really how to say this without knowing something first" he turned his blue eyes onto Jeff's light brown ones, "Was mum pregnant when she died? Was she expecting a sixth child?"

Jeff reclined, and closed his eyes sadly.

John didn't need to hear him say the words, in his heart he had always known that there was something more traumatising behind the death of Lucille than just her, he had just never pressed to find out what it was.

"I'm sorry...I had to ask before I could tell you anything"

"What do you mean John?" asked Jeff...unsure as to what was going on.

John took a deep breath, "Phil...Philadelphia Tracy was in my dream. Very much alive and she would have made you so proud" tears fell from both their eyes and slowly John told Jeff of what had happened in the dream that was not a dream.

Neither of them noticed the light rain outside, nor the soft glow of one of the stars.

Watching from the trees nearest the building, Phil smiled whole-heartedly. "Big brother, you always looked out for me. Now I'll look out for you".

With silent grace she leaped from the tree and quickly moved away, but paused to look back at her old home.

The moonlight shone of her white blond hair and her green eyes flashed merrily with old memories before hardening as she turned away.

"Goodbye for the time being...I look forward to our next meeting"

END

Final A.N I know it's a bit short but I didn't want to spoil it by going on and on.

Please review and let me know what you think of it as a whole

And you never know...I might be possibly doing a sequel to this...