Day Ten: dream scenario

*cough* it's a few days late but whatever. Also, I'm so sorry I'm doing next-gen again, I couldn't help myself! Tomorrow I promise I will attempt doing something I haven't done in here like kailor or Pixane or jaya or something other than next-gen. XD
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Zane blinked, his eyes squinted as he tried to make sense of his surroundings. Something felt off. He glanced at the spot where his wife was, Gwen was sprawled out across the bed, her
limps were spread like a starfish, and she snored loudly with a trickle of drool coming out of her mouth. Zane smiled softly at that but the sound of the door opening made him jerk towards the doorway. Immediately, his brain perceived the intruder as danger and his fist glowed softly with elemental power. His eyes narrowed suspiciously but surprise struck him when two big grey eyes appeared in the dark room.

It was a child.

What was a child doing in their room? The ice slowly disintegrated. The little girl stepped inside, she was tiny with little strawberry blonde pigtails and ice ninja pyjamas. Silently she crawled into the bed and laid down beside them, totally oblivious to the confusion in Zane's face.

His eyes widened when she snuggled into him and gently tapped his side with her finger sleepily. He glanced down at her and was about to ask her who she was when she crossed her arms over her chest and brought them close to her body. Then she brought the thumb of her open hand to her forehead.

I love you, Daddy.

His mind instantly translated it. Signs. They were signs. Zane looked down at the snoozing little girl.

"Can you look at me?" He tested her. She didn't respond. She couldn't hear him.

Daddy. She called him her father. It was crazy. This was crazy. This was a dream. This was....

A dream?

But just as he came to that realization he was jerked into reality.

Zane shot up, gasping in surprise as he tried to make sense of what had happened. Zane's mind scrambled to try and figure out his surroundings. His heart pounded in his head like a drum beat and red flashes sparked his vision from his distress.  It was a dream. Just a little dream- it had to be.

But it felt so real.

The logical side of Zane knew it was a vision. But the idea of having a vision about his future child was so unorthodox that the rest of his mind couldn't grip onto the idea. He automatically reached to the still, snoring, body beside him for comfort, he felt his hand gently take the small female one in its palm.

He tried to steady his breathing as he turned to look upon his wife. Gwendolyn remained still, snuffling noises escaping her mouth as she subconsciously squeezed his hand back. He smiled a little and laid down beside her, taking consolation in her presence.

"Mmf?" The snoring paused as she groggily awoke. "Wazzhappening?"

"Nothing," Zane told her gently and brushed her hair back with the back of his hand. "Go back to sleep, darling."