Epilogue
The beginning of the tour was flawless. Me and Regan called each other everyday after I would finish a show. We'd only end up talking on the phone for hours until we both had fallen asleep. After a week of late night phone calls every night I had a feeling something wasn't right. After only having my true love on my mind I went on stage stoned face and gave my best. Once the show was over I went back to my hotel room and grabbed the phone dialing the number back home forcefully out of frustration and worry. After trying Regan's home number several time I called over to Andre's house hoping that I would get an answer from him there. The phone rang three times before he answered.

  "Hello?"

  "Cymone. It's Prince."

  "Hey man we've been trying to reach you. We weren't sure how much longer to wait until your show ended."

  "Yeah I just got back a few minutes ago what's up?"

  "Well you gotta come home soon."

  "How soon?"

  "Soon as in the next flight to Minnesota."

  "Why what's the matter?"

I could tell in his voice something wasn't right. I was hoping for something other than what he said to me.

  "It's Regan. She's not doing so good."

I felt my heart race as I hung up the phone and packed one bag. I left the hotel and called a car to get me to the airport as fast as possible. I was able to get the first redeye back to Minnesota and even though the flight was only a few hours it felt like eternity. All I could do was pray the entire flight. Once my plane landed at the air strip Tony was there with a car ready to take me to my lover and best friend.

  "How is she Tony?" I pleaded.

  "She's at home with her mom. She's holding on as best she can."

My heart which was racing was now pounding hard against my ribs. We flew back to Minneapolis as fast as we could go down the interstate. Once we pulled up to her house I didn't wait for the car to stop. I got out and ran for the door. Running inside I went up the steps and to her bedroom. She wasn't in her bed so I went out of the room and called for her.

  "Regan! Where are you!"

Her mom came out of what looked like to be her bedroom with tears in her eyes. She saw me and ran into my arms sobbing. I was beginning to fear the worst as I held her close.

  "Where is she?" I asked.

  "In my room. Go to her Skippy. She's been waiting."

I walked in the room to find my love laying peacefully in her mothers bed. She was very Pale and looked weak. Her once think curls were now thin and nearly gone. Her glossy eyes met mine as she gave me her best smile. Her tiny voice called to me.

  "Prince. You're home!" She said in a near whisper.

I walked up to the side of the bed and dropped to my knees taking her hand softly in mine. The tears didn't take long to fall from my eyes because I was afraid of this day. I could see the fear in her eyes. I can see that she was fighting sleep so she could see me one more time.

  "What's wrong Skipper?" She asked me in her soft sweet voice.

  "I shouldn't have left you my love. I'm so sorry Regan. God I'm so sorry."

  "Don't be. It will be alright when it's over. Everything.....will be fine.....we'll still.....have each other."

She was hanging on as best as she could and I knew that it would be selfish of me to keep her holding on any longer. I climbed in bed behind her holding her in my arms. Just holding her tight enough to prevent her from being in anymore pain. I kissed her neck and closed my eyes. She grabbed my hand softly as I said a silent prayer and took a deep breath then letting it out slowly.

  "Mouse can you do something for me?" I asked.

  "Of course."

  "Let's play a game." I said as my voice began to break.

  "What are we playing today Skipper?" She said weakly.

  "Dreamland. Where we close our eyes and go to sleep......and we see each other in our dreams.....then......we wake up and tell each other.....what happened......ok?"

  "Ok. I'm ready." She softly said.

  "Squeeze my hand my love." I said through my tears.

She squeezed my hand as tight as she could and I closed my eyes.

  "Now close your eyes and count back from three."

Holding her close as I cried behind her I listened as her count softly faded into silence.

  "Three.........two.......on........."

  "Regan? Regan??? REAGAN!?!?!?!"

Pulling her tighter to my as I cried I held on to her and never let her go.

  "Sleep well my love. As long as I'm alive we'll still be together......no matter what."