*Sleep claimed her early that night. After the long day of errands and running everywhere to get things done, it took it's toll on her, as well as spending time with her wee ones, which she delighted in. It was an early day, early to rise and it had caught up with her as she relaxed, reading by the fires light. Her eyes slid shut and soon she was off in dreamland.

Her eyes opened and she looked up into the sky, knowing she was in a dream as her house had faded away and she rested in a soft bed of grass with the stars shining brightly up before her, the moon full in all of it's glory. She stood, her eyes darting around until they came to rest on a pure white wolf. It was radiant in the bright moonlight, not a hint of imperfection to it as it raised its white opaque eyes to hers. She felt a trimmer go through her, knowing that this was a Spirit Being, and to stand in ones presence was considered an honor, for they only came as guides. She had always known the wolf was her Spirit Guide, but for it to present itself to her, fully, was breathtaking and for a moment, even in the dream, she couldn't breathe.

The wolf looked at her and then turned and started to walk down a worn deer trail, headed into the woods and Rebecca knew, somehow that it wanted her to follow her. Being in human form, it was slow going but the wolf was patient, and took its time. It led her through a thicket, down a hill and up another slight rise before it came to a stop just at the tree line at the crest of another hill. There it stopped and looked at Rebecca who had caught up and turned its muzzle towards the meadow.

Rebecca turned to see what the Spirit wolf was looking at and felt her heart catch in her throat. There, standing in the meadow, in the brightness of the full moon, was Remus, in were form. She glanced once at the White Wolf at her side and stepped out into the clearing, cresting the treeline and stepping into the moonlight herself. Were or Human, she would never fear him. Though she worried, worried of the research she had been doing, whether it would work or not, she would never fear him....never. She stood still as he turned pale yellow eyes towards her and seemed to sniff the air, giving a light growl. Back straight, she slowly took a step, then two, towards him, raising her hand slowly as she went. She walked boldly towards him, hand outstretched, and it was then she heard a soft voice whisper in her mind. So soft and gentle at its intrusion.

"Call his name, young one. Call to him."

So insistent was the voice, that she wet her lips as she continued to step towards him, hand outstretched, eyes locked on his yellow orbs.*

Remus....Remus, you know me. *she said gently, yet clearly, never once stopping till she had reached him* Remus...I love you. *she raised her hand and for a moment, time seemed to stop as he lowered his muzzle gently into her hand, allowing her to touch him. Her smile was radiant as she gazed at him.* I knew it was you....*she said softly, leaning down to kiss his forehead* I knew you heard me....

*Her voice wavered and echoed as the vision went dark, and she felt as if she were falling, until she sat up with a soft gasp. She was awake, back home. But she remembered the dream and cast her gaze out to the moon and smiled. She didn't have to fear its coming...and neither did Remus. Things would be alright. The dream had all but confirmed it for her, now all they had to do was wait.*