Zayne watched as Rose shifted around but did not wake up. He would love to know if she thought his voice was haunting her. "Rose," he called again and this time she opened her eyes.
Rose looked afraid at first like she couldn't believe what she was seeing but then she reached for him, having to be caught by Zayne so she wouldn't fall onto the floor.
Rose touched Zayne's face. It felt real but it could be one of the dreams she had of him returning home. "Is this real?"
"I am home," Zayne repeated. "Forgive me for taking longer than I told you that I would return."
Rose hugged Zayne, finally believing this wasn't a trick of the mind. His clothes were cold and damp but Rose didn't mind it. "You scared me. Please do not do that again. I thought I had lost you."
Zayne hugged Rose back, forgetful of his wet clothes. "I would not bring you here and then leave you, Rose. We drifted off course with the weather but we got back on course when it calmed down."
