Summary: It's the night (or day) after banishing Kalona and Zoey and the nerd herd are back at the House of Night and everything is back to normal now that Kalona and Neferet are gone. Zoey goes to bed alone, exhausted after the day's events, by of course Kalona shows up, but will this be another nightmare or just another dream?

Dream: One Shot

By: alice18431863

I was sitting on a bench, snow all around me. But it wasn't an unnatural snow like Kalona's that had wreck havoc on Tulsa. It was more like a romantic snow like I was waiting for my loved one to show.

"Why, A-ya, why?" The voice came from behind me and I didn't have to turn to know who it was. After all he had visited my dreams twice before.

"I told you why, Kalona," I stated simply. I wasn't going to let his appearance make the seen any less beautiful. "My friends and I banished and Neferet because I choose love and light, not hatred and darkness. I was given free will by my Goddess and I made a choice."

His hands came to rest on my coat covered shoulders and though his skin had not actually touched mine, my skin still got the feeling it always did when his had made contact with mine. "But I do love you, my A-ya," he whispered into my ear. "How do you know that your Goddess does?"

"I know by the marks she gives me after I have done something that she would have me do. I know because, though I have made mistakes, she has forgiven and would never take away anything she has given me or any of the others."

"I would never take away anything I had given you, my love."

"But you would take away things you've given to others. Don't deny it I heard you say it to Neferet just yesterday," I never once raised my voice. I had no intent on letting this becoming a nightmare. I sighed, knowing what I had to say next would anger him, but also knowing that it felt right. "I also know you never loved me, Kalona."

His hands tightened on my shoulders just enough to notice but not enough to cause me harm. "You deny my feelings for you, A-ya?"

"I believe what you feel for me is obsession. I believe you want to love me. But I know you do not know love, at least not any more. I know, in my heart, that you have not always been like you are now. But if you knew love, our blessing wouldn't have banished you. It would not have made you flee. Therefore, you could not love me, not how you are now."

"But you were made for me, my A-ya."

"You still don't see it," I sighed. "I'm not A-ya. I may once have been, but I'm different now. You've said it yourself. I am now Zoey Redbird. I have a mother, a sister, and a step-loser. I have friends and people I care for who care for me, who love me. I was not created but born."

Then the dream faded and I was able to get the first restful sleep I have had since I slept in Starks arms.