Nick felt like a weight was crushing his heart. He was lying in Cassie's bed, her in his arms. He felt the need to take care of her any way he could, he felt like he owed her so much more than what he could give her. None of the days events had sunk in yet. She was well off into dreamland, so he figured he might as well try the same. He soon closed his eyes, wondering what the darkness would hold.

The warm breeze blew through Nick's hair, the ocean smell filling his nostrils. He felt so relaxed, yet it seemed as if something was missing. He saw a small figure in the distance, blond hair flapping in the breeze. He turned his attention back to the water, trying to calm the knots in his stomach that appeared out of nowhere. He soon detected the presence of someone else near him. He looked up, seeing the little blond boy almost next to him. "Aaron?" The boy shook his head. "I'm sorry; you look a lot like my younger brother. What's your name?"

"I don't have a name," he replied simply.

"How's that possible?" Nick lightly laughed.

"I wasn't around long enough to get name. I'm still one of God's children though. That's what he tells me at least."

He swallowed hard as he felt the tears come on. "You don't have a Mom and Dad?"

I never knew them. The only Father I know is God. He’s the only one who takes care of me now. I'm one of the special ones. He told me so."

Nick's heart broke by the second. This child's adorable ways and innocence were something like he had never known before. "I'm sure your parents love you," he choked out.

"I'll never know. Well, I won't know until it's their time to join me." He looked into the sky, almost receiving an approval of some sorts. "I have to go now. My Father wants me to return."

"No, wait!" The boy took no heed to Nick's cry and kept on walking down the beach, vanishing before Nick's eyes.

"WAIT!" Nick bolted up in bed, breathing heavily and sweating profusely.

Cassie awoke quickly, a bit disoriented by everything. "Nick, are you okay?"

He glanced around the room, realizing where he was and what had happened. "He's gone, isn't he?"

"He who?"

He shook his head, trying to gain control of his emotions. "I just had a weird dream, that's all. Go back to sleep, you've had a rough day."

"Nick, did we do the right thing?"

"I thought we had," he whispered. "For some reason I'm beginning to think maybe not."

Her tears began to fall again, same as they had earlier that day. "Nick, don't you fuckin' do this now. Don't tell me you wish for things to be the way they were before today."

"Shut up! Don't tell me what to feel! Don't tell me not to regret a decision we both made!" Her eyes widened at his outburst, frightening her. "Look, I'm sorry."

"No, don't apologize. Don't apologize and don't come near me." She started to get out of bed but winced in pain.

"God damn it, don't move." He quickly got up and moved to her side of the bed, kneeling before her. "I'm sorry that I'm just now thinking we might have made a mistake. I guess the realization that I actually had a child for a moment in time is just now hitting me. A part of me deep down wonders what he would've looked like and how he would've acted."

"I don't wanna hear this!" She closed her eyes and tried to block out his voice.

"Cassie, we have to talk about this! If we don't talk about this then things will be awkward between us from now on."

"You don't think it will be regardless?"

"Okay, it'll be less awkward. Look, I know I didn't want the kid and I still think that it was probably the best thing to do, but I don't want to forget about it."

"I do! I don't want to remember that I killed someone! I don't want to think about any of it!"

"Cee Cee, I'll tell you this once and only once. We, for a split second in time, had a child. We were almost parents. Now I wanna talk about that!" He hugged her tightly, not knowing exactly what was coming over him.

"I don't understand you, Nick. One minute you don't want to think about any of it and the next minute it's all you want to talk about. Something's telling me that maybe it's not a good idea to be around one another for a while."

"No, don't say that. You're one of my closest friends and we need each other right now. We can't go through this without the other."

"I want you too much. I want you in a way I'll never have you again. Until those emotions die down, I don't think I can handle being around you."

"Why are you saying this?"

"Because, Nick, it's the truth."

He felt his lower lip begin to tremble and knew he had to leave. He stood up slowly and, before any tears could fall at her feet, walked out of her room. When he found himself standing in front of his car he got in and let his head fall against the steering wheel, letting the rain from his cloudy eyes emerge.