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drive. It was just me and the scenery. 
    I could not help but worry that Ava was going to go home and tell Nicholas what had happened.  Not that I would have minded but I do not want Nicholas killing her which I’m almost positive he will.  My heart was beating so fast and I could feel every drop of sweat on my body.  I had to get to her.  That is all I could think about. I ran through the streets of Maine and over the Casco Bay Bridge.  I just needed to see that she was okay.  
    Finally I got to her house and peeked through the bushes and looked in the living room, there was no sign of her.  I looked in the kitchen and there was no sign of her there either.  The only other place could be the bedroom and it’s on the second floor.  I morphed into a hawk.  What else was I going to do?  I flew up to her window and stopped.  She was fast asleep.  She looked almost heavenly when she slept, just so peaceful.  What I wouldn’t give to open this window and go lie next to her, just to feel her against me, to breathe her in, the thoughts are almost excruciating.  I want to feel her again so badly but I’m torn between wanting her and yet wanting her to sleep.  She doesn’t seem to sleep well anymore and she looks to be sleeping soundly now. I really don’t want to disturb her.  Maybe I will just sit here and watch over her for a little while and make sure she is okay. 
    I sat there for what felt like a few minutes but once I looked at my watch I realized it had been three hours.  Ava was starting to move around a lot in her sleep which is what prompted me to see what time it was.  I guess it would be about time for her to wake. Only she wasn’t waking up right now she was rolling around the bed, she seemed restless.  I wondered if she was having a bad dream.  I flew back down to the front door.  I just had to get in and make sure she was okay.  I went back into my human form and picked the lock to her front door.  Yes, I know it was crazy but what else could I do?   I felt a part of her now, my whole purpose has always been to look after her. 
    I picked the lock which opened a little too easy in my opinion and started up the stairs to her and Nicholas’s bedroom.  Just thinking about that made me want to gag a little.  The only thing that comforted me was the fact that they might share a house and a bed room but he was rarely there. I think I’ve only seen them share a bed for a good length of time maybe ten times out of all these years.  I finally make my way up the spiral staircase to her bedroom and peek through the door.  She was rolling around still and moaning, she was definitely having a bad dream.  I kept debating whether or not to go in there. I wondered what her reaction would be to me basically breaking into her house.  Just then I hear her say something.  I look inside and she is clearly still sleeping but I know she said something.  Then I hear it again, it was barely above a whisper.
    “John.”  She said my name!  Once I heard my name escape her lips I could not sit behind the door any longer, I had to go to her.  I walk in the room and it is just as I have always seen, dark blue walls, pictures that she had drawn and framed were hanging on the walls, a wood canopy bed draped with linen, and dark blue bedding to match her walls.  She loved blue.  I have known this since she was a child.  She colored everything blue.  It didn’t matter what it was it. If it were houses, trees, birds or dogs, everything was always blue. 
    I look down at her and she is still moaning so I lay down very carefully next to her making sure I’m on top of the bedding as not to scare the living shit out of her.  I lay down and her eyes slowly start to open. 
    “John?” 
    “I’m sorry.  I shouldn’t be here, I know.  I just had to see you.”  I wa s scared to death, of what I didn’t know but just then she threw the blankets off of her and jumped on top of me.  She was kissing