Part VI: The Revelation
Littlefoot looked on in horror as Rex slowly approached them. His wings were spread out proudly, a stern, stubborn look on his face, almost cold. He stood next to Littlefoot, and looked up at the dragon bravely. "I wish to make the sacrifice for the wish." He said, hiding all traces of fear. But Littlefoot could sense, by his racing heart, that Rex was indeed very afraid. And they knew, deep down, it was too late. He had already made the wish.
"Rex! No!" Littlefoot knocked Rex onto the ground with his head. "What are you doing? I was supposed to make the wish!" Tears of anger and sadness strolled down his cheeks, something he had grown used to these past times.
Rex picked himself up, and brushed off his arms as though Littlefoot's tackle did nothing to him. "I'm sorry, but I had to." He took a step back when Littlefoot roared.
"Why! Why did you have to make the wish!" He shouted angrily.
"Because..." Rex lowered his gaze, eyes closed shut tightly. "I betrayed you guys. So...so to redeem myself...I made the wish."
Littlefoot shook his head. "No...no...you didn't have to do that Rex..." Tears jerked in the back of his eyes, and he tried his best to stifle his sobs. He had to remain strong. Life is like this. Life is not fair. But really...did this have to happen? Did Rex really need to sacrifice his life for everyone? What did he do to deserve this? No one deserved this! No one! Littlefoot felt his lower lip quiver as Rex took another step towards the dragon, preparing for his life force being ripped from his body.
Rex looked back at Littlefoot, his eyes starting to water ever so slightly. It wasn't apparent at first, but the longneck could have sworn he saw a tear running down the side of the dracovol's right cheek, the one with the scar on it. "Littlefoot..do you remember...our first adventure outside of the Great Valley?"
Littlefoot used his tail to wipe away a tear. "Y-Yes..That was when we were with Yu's pack for the first time...fighting against Bull's pack...isn't it?"
Rex smiled, and nodded. "Yes." He looked up at the sky. "And remember how you stuck up for me when everyone else was convinced I was a traitor?"
The longneck winced a bit at the memory, but quickly smiled. "Oh yes." He grinned. "And for a long time afterwards, we would all have a good laugh about that mistaken identity. They all felt silly!" Littlefoot laughed, despite his pain. "Especially Cera and Chomper! Cera felt guilty about pushing you into the river, and Chomper felt guilty of accusing you in the first place."
At the thought of Cera, Rex's eyes narrowed playfully. "You know, she still hasn't apologized to me for what she did." He was knocked down by a playful nudge by Littlefoot.
"Oh, you know she was sorry, even if she didn't say it!" Littlefoot smirked. "She just has a hard time saying it in words is all. I mean, when we were only kids, she accused my mother of being stupid." Despite it being so long, Littlefoot couldn't help but feel a pang of anger deep, very deep within his heart. "And although she never apologized for it, I knew, deep inside, she was very sorry for what she said. She probably didn't mean it."
Rex nodded. "True. You guys were out in a barren landscape for so long, in the hot sun, starving, chased by a sharptooth, seperated from your herds." He crossed his arms, and nodded. "Yeah, she was probably just irrated from all that, especially the heat, and she just overreacted is all."
"Yeah." Littlefoot smiled again. "She really came through for us in the end. She helped us knock over that sharptooth!"
Rex's eyes widened slightly. "Isn't that when you guys somehow managed to kill a sharptooth?" Littlefoot nodded quickly. "Wow...wish I had been there. I'm sure that would've really impressed Judah! None of the sickleclaws I lived with ever dreamed of 5 kids taking down a fully grown bone-crusher sharptooth!"
Littlefoot blushed a bit from embarrassment. "It was a lucky thing... I doubt we would have been able to do it again, given the chance..."
"Oh sure you would!" Rex said cheerfully. "There's no reason why you couldn't!"
Shorty and Ali watched the scene, unblinking. They looked up at the dragon. The dragon seemed to understand, and was waiting patiently as the two continued their seemingly endless chat. "Man...they sure sound like they are going to miss each other, eh?" Shorty said, looking sideways to Ali.
The female longneck shrugged, but a faint smile was on her face. "Yes. Littlefoot said that he and Rex were like brothers."
Shorty looked at her in shock. But he didn't say anything. He looked up at the sky. If he were alive, right now would have been a good time to let in a deep breath of fresh air, or whatever fresh air was left. He was thankful that he was dead at this point. He knew the entire valley wreaked of rotting corpses and coagulated blood. "Ali..." He finally spoke after a few minutes quiet.
The apatosaurus quickly turned her head. "Yes..?" She asked softly, but somewhat sternly. "What is it?"
"I..I was thinking..."
"..Yes...?"
"I'm not sure how to put it..."
"Just spit it out!" Ali said irritably.
"Are you looking forward to...being alive again?" He finally spat out. Ali blinked, taken aback by this question.
"Well..I suppose..." She admitted, but still seemed doubtful. "I'm not sure it is right, reversing the laws of nature."
"But do you want the future to stay this way?" Shorty said, growling a little. "Do you want the valley to wreak like this for years? What about the future children?"
"I know! I know!" Ali growled. "I never said I didn't want want the valley to return to normal. I'm just saying that it seems wrong to reverse death into life. But hey, who am I to give orders?"
Shorty would've slapped her if he knew it would hurt her. "Wrong? Wrong! Why I outta..." Suddenly he heard a sound. Looking down on the soft grassy ground, he could see the figure of Pterano slowly waking up. The flyer looked dazed and confused, and shook himself awake. "Hello Pterano!" Shorty said, almost cheerfully.
Pterano froze, and eyes widened as he looked up at the undead dinosaur. "A-A-A-A L-L-Living D-D-Dead!" He stammered, his whole body trembling now.
Shorty quickly moved his head forward to look Pterano straight in the eyes. "Please don't faint again. We won't hurt you..." He glared softly at Ali. "At least I won't hurt you."
Ali scoffed, and looked down at Pterano. "Did you have a nice nap, Pterano?" She said sarcastically. She knew the answer would be no.
"No!" Ali smiled. She knew it. Pterano brushed off his wings, and snarled at the two Living Deads. "You two almost gave me a heart attack! I was lucky I woke up at all!"
"Good to see you too." Shorty mumbled under his breath.
Pterano was about to continue when he noticed Rex talking with Littlefoot. Pterano blinked in confusion. "What are they doing...?" He watched as the longneck and dracovol seemed to be chatting about the old days. "What do they think they will pull off just sitting there and..." His eye then caught something he hadn't noticed before. His heart seemed to stop beating as he looked up at the flamebreath, the same one that took Gorjak's life away not so long ago. "AAAAHHH!" He screamed, but before the dragon had time to see who screamed, Pterano's beak was sealed tightly shut by Ali's tail.
Ali let go of the pteranodon's beak when the dragon returned its gaze towards the chatting friends. "Shhhh..." She hissed in Pterano's ear. "Don't interrupt!"
"B-But.." Pterano stammered, feeling weak. "The dragon will take one of their lives away if they make a wish. We have to stop them!"
Shorty rolled his eyes. "Too late. Rex already made a wish."
"What!"
Littlefoot and Rex laughed heartfully as they continued to chat about the old days. "While I admit it was disgusting, it was funny to see Cera's reaction when she bumped into that corpse! Man, that facial expression she made cracked me up!" Littlefoot admitted, though feeling guilty about doing so. There certainly wasn't anything funny about what they all had witnessed there that day.
"When she told me about it," Rex said, "It even sent chills down my spine, and I was used to sights like that!"
Littlefoot cocked a suspicious eyebrow. "...Really...?"
Rex grinned, and laughed. "Of course not! The Toviel Pack, which all its members, usually eats all of the body, or most of it. I've never really seen any of my pack members ever leaving a body out like that before." His face turned slightly serious. "After all, it would have attracted unwanted company, either other sickleclaws or perhaps one of the scavenging sharpteeth."
Although he didn't understand the whole life of a sharptooth, Littlefoot nodded solemnly. He learned how territorial a sharptooth could be, how aggressively they would behave towards each other for a scrap of meat. It was things like this that made him proud to be a plant-eater. At least a plant-eater didn't have to go through all that struggle for food. Usually there was plenty to go around for everyone.
"Do you remember when we first got into this mess?" Littlefoot asked. When Rex gave him a confused look, he continued. "I mean...when we found out about your sharptooth heritage, and when Zill and Bull first invaded the Great Valley?" Rex nodded slowly. "Sometimes I wish that day didn't happen."
"Really?" Rex asked slowly.
"But...But I know if it didn't..." Littlefoot eyed him in the face. "We never would have met the Toviel Pack and made allies with them. We never would have defeated Bull and Zill. We never would have met Yu. We never would have met Chomper again. We never would have befriended the alimons." Littlefoot smiled softly, recalling all this from the past. "But...But most importantly...if that day never happened..." Rex leaned in to hear what Littlefoot was saying, as his voice was softening up. "You never would have found out what you were, or your true blood-family."
Rex smiled, recalling his brother, Vlad. He sure missed him now, and worst of all, Vlad would not know what happened to him, unless Vlad's pack came by this way again. "To think, after a year of searching, I finally found out what I was, and what really happened to me." His eyes darkened. "I recall when Axel told me she killed my mother."
Littlefoot glared, nodding his head. "Ripping her wings off just to make her suffer." He shook his head. "No real sharptooth would ever do something just to make their victims suffer. Real sharpteeth try to kill their victims quickly."
Rex nodded. "It was a lesson I was taught, a long time ago after I recently joined the Toviel Pack." He looked up, and thought hard in his head, trying to recall the phrase he was told. "Good sharpteeth never hurt others for no reason."
"For a long time, I held a grudge against the sharptooth that attacked my mother." Littlefoot stated. Rex turned and looked at him, somewhat surprised.
"Really?"
Littlefoot nodded, feeling somewhat guilty. "Yes..I was just a kid at the time, very young might I add... We were travelling to the valley together, and all of a sudden a sharptooth attacked. He killed my mother." He closed his eyes, not ashamed to let tears escape. "I tried to commit suicide by starving myself, but..but I knew that was not what my mother would have wanted, so I pressed on. And when I was given the opportunity to seek revenge against that sharptooth...I did."
"So that's why you killed him?" Rex took a step forward. "Because you wanted to avenge your mother's death?"
Littlefoot managed a nod. "Yes, that and get back at him for all the trouble he caused me and my friends on our very first adventure together." He looked up at the sky, as though hoping a spirit would appear soon. "But now...now I realize I did the wrong thing. Sometimes I wish I could go back and stop myself. The sharptooth wasn't the real monster." He closed his eyes. "It was me..."
Rex knew very well Littlefoot and his pals killed the sharptooth, but until now he never really knew the reason why. Now it was in his mind, recorded in his memory. "Wow...I never would have guessed.."
"What do I tell Chomper? I'm sure he was close to that sharptooth."
"Littlefoot..that sharptooth died before Chomper was born. I'm sure he wouldn't have known him!" Rex said, chuckling a bit.
"B-But what if I were to tell him now...or tomorrow...? What about his parents? What would they think if they found out?" Littlefoot choked a tear. "What would they think when I tell them I killed Chomper's uncle!"
Rex sighed. He recalled a chat he had with Chomper's parents. They told him how Goldeye's older brother was seperated, and lost in the barren terrain. They told him how they followed his scent, and realized he was tracking small prey. Rex recalled the anguish in Goldeye's voice as she explained how the trail had stopped, and her dear brother was no where to be found. There was only one explaination. He must've fallen into the deep water. She and her mate never solved the mystery, and they never found the youngsters they blamed for the old sharptooth's death.
Rex knew how close Littlefoot and his pals came to being killed by Chomper's parents. Surely the sharpteeth would have recognized their smell no time flat. But time and luck was on the children's side. After all that time in the valley, the scents from the area had masked the scent they once carried when they lived outside of the valley. This saved their lives whenever they encounted Chomper and his folks. Rex shuddered as he thought what might happen should those two find out what really happened.
"Yeah...I suppose we shouldn't tell Chomper at all what happened. After all, it may have been his uncle you killed, and he may not be attached to him at all, but if Chomper were to tell his folks, they'd eat you for sure!"
"Yeah...I know." Littlefoot said, sighing guiltily.
Finally, after these many minutes of nothing but chat and recalling the ancient past, the dragon finally grew weary and look a step forward, and lowered its massive head. The two friends, startled, moved back quickly. "Are you two quite done yet?" The dragon hissed.
"Almost!" Rex said. "Just give me another minute!"
The flamebreath growled, but nodded her head. "Very well. Hurry up!"
"Littlefoot..." The dracovol looked at Littlefoot's now watering eyes. "Do you remember what I said before? Back when we first seperated after the battle against Bull?"
Littlefoot nodded, wiping another tear away with his tail. "Yes..I remember." He choked. "You had promised you'd come back, after you were done with your quest. I waited so long for you, and..." He felt too ashamed to continue. He knew he had given up hope for Rex at some point. And he didn't want to admit this.
Rex understood, and nodded. "Well this time I won't be coming back." While he knew this was true, Littlefoot couldn't help but let out a gasp of horror. "This is forever...Littlefoot. Just remember, I'll always be with you. In here..." He placed his paw on his chest. "We're best friends forever. Don't you ever forget that!"
Littlefoot sniffled. "S-Sure...Rex." He smiled a little. "I-I will remember. I promise!"
Rex smiled. "Thanks...brother."
Littlefoot felt his heart lurch at this. He smiled as a seemingly endless flow of tears went out of both of his eyes, making his face moist and stingy. "G-Goodbye...Rex..." He lifted up a paw and started to wave at the dracovol, trying to look as strong as he possibly could.
"Goodbye, Littlefoot." Rex said, sounding as brave as he possibly could. He then turned towards the dragon and straightened himself up. "I am ready."
The dragon nodded, and it began to lift Rex into the sky with an invisible force. It started to drain the dracovol's life force. Littlefoot winced, and turned his face away. His eyes were closed extremely tightly, tears still able to escape. He just couldn't bare to watch this. He tried to tune out the horrible screams Rex emitted as the flamebreath took away his very breath. Littlefoot tried to drown it all out with wonderful thoughts of the past.
He instead thought of how much fun he and Rex and his other friends had together, all those times before. But the feeling of pleasantry was soon overshadowed by feelings of despair. He knew he would never again experience any of those things with Rex anymore. He would never see Rex again.
Finally, he had the courage to look up. He could still see Rex's body, but the dracovol's eyes were shut, mouth wide open, tongue hanging out. Littlefoot didn't try to stop the sob that escaped his throat as he saw his dear friend, floating there, lifeless, pale, and cold. Then the dragon touched the energy bubble Rex was floating in with its claw, and his body instantly disintigrated right before Littlefoot's horrified and water-leaking eyes. As he watched the particles that were once his friend float away, he didn't notice the dragon's body glow brightly.
"His wish shall be granted!" It said loudly, somewhat proudly and solemnly, and it took off into the air. Spreading its wings out, it began to do an aerial spin. It spin so rapidly it was hard to make out its shape anymore. The glow brightened, and jetted out, creating a wall of white light. Littlefoot didn't notice it. His eyes were on the sky as the wall of light began to rapidly sweep across the land. The last thing Littlefoot saw before the light engulfed him was the stars, and he could have sworn he could see Rex up there..smiling at him.
Littlefoot suddenly woke up. He quickly got up to his feet, and looked around. He expected to find that the air still rank of dead bodies, but the air now smelled clean. He looked around carefully. The valley was as good as new. There was no sign of sharpteeth anywhere. He tried to find evidence of a fight, but no blood could be found. He tried to remember what happened. Then it all came back to him. "Rex..." He whispered.
"Hey Littlefoot!" A cheery voice sounded out from behind. Littlefoot stiffened a bit, half-expecting it to be Rex. But when he turned around, he realized it was only Petrie. Then realization kicked in.
"Petrie!" He said, excited that the wish had actually worked. "You're alive!"
Petrie laughed as he hugged his body tightly. "Sure am! Me happy I no chopped in half no more!"
Littlefoot's eyes narrowed slightly. "You...You remember?"
Petrie nodded. "Sure! We all do!"
Littlefoot nodded slowly. The wish changed everything, but they all still remembered what originally happened. "So Cera, Spike, Ali, Shorty, my dad..they're all alive now? They aren't...dead?" He asked slowly, as if Petrie was going to give him bad news.
The flyer laughed light-heartedly. "Of course, silly!"
Littlefoot nodded, and ran as fast as his longneck body would allow him to where his father and stepbrother nested in the valley. He stopped as he first saw the nest from a distance. He could see his brother, sleeping soundly by the nest. His father was keeping watch, even though there was no longer a threat. As Littlefoot approached, Bron looked over, and greeted his son. "Hello Littlefoot!"
"Hi dad." Littlefoot said, his head a bit low. "I just came to see if you guys were really..."
"Really alive...? Why wouldn't we? Someone made the wish to the flamebreath, did they not?" He asked, cocking an eyebrow.
"You...You know about that?" Littlefoot asked, shocked.
"Well of course! It is the only thing that made sense." Bron answered, giving a small smile. "And I want to thank you for making the wish, my son."
"Thanks..but I didn't make the wish. Rex did." Littlefoot said sadly, a single tear coming to his eye.
"Rex..? You mean that flying sharptooth you mentioned to me before about?" Bron asked, looking somewhat stunned. "Where is he then? I would like to thank him."
Littlefoot shook his head. "S-Sorry dad..but you can't. See, the flamebreath drains the lifeforce of whoever made the wish. Rex is...gone..." He let another tear escape.
"Oh..I'm sorry, son..." Bron said, closing his eyes. "I know what it is like to lose a loved one."
Littlefoot didn't answer. He turned and walked away. He walked for several hours until he reached the other side of the valley. He recognized it as the place where he and his friends used to play when they were kids. As he stared out into the open field longingly, he felt someone nudge him sharply. "Ow!" He looked over and saw it was Cera. "Cera?"
"Who did you expect?" Cera smirked. Standing with her were Ducky, Spike, and Ali. "The Living Dead?" She chuckled.
"Where is Rex...?" Ducky asked, looking around. "I do not see him, no no no."
"He's..he's dead." Littlefoot said. The dinosaurs gave a group gasp. "He sacrificed his life...for all of us..."
"No..." Spike moaned, tears running down his face.
Ducky hugged her brother close. "He was my best friend. Poor Rex..."
Ali shook her head. "I-I'm so sorry to hear that, Littlefoot." She walked up to him as Littlefoot started sobbing loudly. She rubbed up against him, and placed her head on his shoulder. "There, there...let it all out." Littlefoot continued to cry as Ali continued to comfort him.
Littlefoot stared out onto the landscape. He knew he would never again see Rex, and it made his view of the valley all the more painful. He could not imagine the valley without the cheerful dracovol. He was surprised when Ali licked him on the cheek. Startled, he looked at her, eyes widened. "Ali...?"
Ali smiled, eyes half opened. He knew that look. "Come on, let me cheer you up..."
But this time, Littlefoot did not try to run away. Knowing they wanted time alone, Spike and Ducky walked off to find Cera and Petrie. As they walked away, Littlefoot and Ali nuzzled each other. From up within the skies, Littlefoot could have sworn he heard Rex's voice.
And the voice said, "Never forget..."
(A/N The following song I wrote myself. I'm not a good song writer, but considering I'm not allowed to post official song lyrics anymore, I had to write my own. So I hope you like it.)
(Many years ago, under these brightly lit stars
You and I, we made a promise
No matter how long we were stuck looking through the bars
We would always be friends forever
As I stare up at the night sky
Pondering what might have been
I can feel you up there, staring at me in the eye
You would never let me down
Do you remember that day
When we first met?
Do you remember that day
When you realized your true destiny?
Could things have been different
If we have never met?
Could things have been different
If you never made that sacrifice?
Where are you, my friend?
I miss you so
I know our journey has reached an end
But I'm afraid I cannot fully accept that
All the laughter we shared
All the joy we exchanged
Despite all the teeth bared
We would always have time for that
Do you remember that day
When our home was invaded?
Do you remember that day
When you left me to find your true place?
Could things have been different
If you chose to stay with me?
Could things have been different
If you never found out who you were?
Goodbye, my friend
I will see you very soon
Goodbye is never the end
It is only the beginning...)
(A/N Okay, now for the epilouge!)
Epilouge
It has been five years since the sharptooth invasion. Five years since many of Littlefoot's friends lost their lives to a ruthless yet mind-controlled Chomper. Five years since Littlefoot was forced to say good-bye to his friend whom he knew from hatching day, Rex. The valley had returned to normal. Many of its citizens had forgotten that terrible day. But those closes to Rex had scars in the back of their mind of what had happened.
Littlefoot and his pals were now fully sized adults. They were no longer considered children. Cera had become leader of her father's herd. Her father, weak from sickness, would watch her proudly as she led their threehorn herd with expertice.
Spike had learned how to speak properly thanks to tutoring from another spiketail. Spike had joined with a spiketail herd, and while he felt bad about leaving Ducky behind, he believed this is where he had to be for a while. He promised Ducky he would return one day.
Ducky had adjusted to life without his brother being around so much. She had found a mate named Nightfall, and she had recently nested. She would gently turn her eggs, and waited patiently for them to hatch.
Petrie had also found a mate of his own. Pterano was chosen to be the godfather of their children. As Petrie hugged his mate, a female flyer named Rainbow, Pterano watched them proudly. They had just laid an egg, and Pterano couldn't feel happier. He loved children, and he was glad, despite his past, Petrie was willing to trust Pterano in the raising of the children.
Bron and Shorty were still in the valley. Shorty, a fully grown Brachiosaurus, was in charge of helping Bron whenever he needed it. Bron was starting to age a bit, and sometimes slipped. Thankfully Shorty was always there to help.
Then finally, there was Littlefoot and Ali. The two had paired off years ago, and were practically inseparable. The pair sat near the cave they had been in all those years ago. While it brought back haunting memories, it was the perfect place to raise their children. They had two, a son and a daughter.
Littlefoot looked up at the skies. He took in a deep breath. He recalled that day, when Rex disappeared forever. Sometimes he would see dracovols entering the valley to get a drink of water. He would always think it was Rex, but sadly, none of the dracovols looked like Rex, or even sounded like him.
"Littlefoot?" Ali's voice snapped him out of his trance. "You thinking about Rex again?"
"Wha..who..? Oh..yeah..." Littlefoot lowered his head. Ali nudged him softly.
"Don't worry about it!" Ali said, smiling. "He wouldn't want you to be sad forever!"
"Yeah...I know..." He sighed. "Another thing that keeps bothering me is what did Doc mean when he told me...nothing is as it seems..?" He looked at her, almost expecting an answer. But the female dinosaur was just as puzzled as he was.
"Maybe he was just joking with ya. He was an old-timer anyway. They tend to joke sometimes." She remarked.
"Not Doc." Littlefoot said seriously, eyes narrowed.
"Sorry." Ali said, head lowered.
"It's all right." He said. "I'm just confused, that's all."
"Daddy! Daddy!" A childish voice shouted, racing towards him. Littlefoot laughed, forgetting about his sadness. "Could me and Marsh go out and play?"
Littlefoot laughed again. "Why sure, Brook, you can take your sister and play."
Marsh bounded out beside Brook, giggling. They began to run off, tackling each other along the way. "Yay!" They shouted, happy to be outside today. The sun was out, and it was warm. It was a nice day today.
"As long as you stay within your mother's sight." Littlefoot instructed.
"Awww..." The little longnecks muttered. "I thought we were old enough to be on our own!"
Ali laughed, and reached out with her longneck, and nuzzled her two children. "Oh you will be, one day. But not now."
Marsh looked up at her father, noticing him leaving. "Dad? Where are you going?"
Littlefoot stopped, and didn't bother looking back. "Out for a walk. Be good for your mother." And he disappeared into the trees.
Littlefoot walked for a while. He looked around at the trees. He imagined a shadow or two, and whirled around to see who it was. But he would see nothing. He came across the spot where he and Rex first became enemies. He choked, trying to forget that horrid memory. He turned off in another direction. He found another familiar spot. It was where Rex made the wish.
Littlefoot stopped, unable to take his eyes off that spot. He dreaded this place. Ever since that day, he marked this place as off limits to his children. He was afraid they would come back and ask him about it. But he knew he couldn't continue running from the past. He would have to face it sooner or later.
He took in a deep breath. But not today. Today it was just too painful for him. He turned around and began to walk away. He suddenly heard a voice from behind him. It said, "Well there you are! Long time no see!"
Littlefoot turned around, looking for the sound of the voice. "What? Who's there?" He demanded, but no one made an appearance. After several minutes, he shrugged, and continued to walk back towards his home.
"Now now, where are you going?" The voice asked again, in a playful manner.
"Who is that!"
"Now come on, Littlefoot. Surely you remember me!" The voice laughed.
Then, suddenly, it dawned on Littlefoot. As he heard rustling behind him, and footsteps walking his way, he knew...he knew who it was. He couldn't believe it..but it was real. This was no dream.
Gathering his strength and courage, he turned around, and his eyes widened at what he saw. Not able to hold back a big smile, he felt tears of happiness appear in his eyes. "Rex!"
(A/N There. The story's finally over! After nearly a year of writing, it's completed. I hope you all enjoyed the story as much as I did! Stay tuned for my next fanfic!)