Clay awoke as a weak shaft of light penetrated a gap in the drapes. He was disoriented for a few breaths. His first thought was that somehow Will was back before he recognized the energy this companion emanated was totally different from his former partner’s. Then it all came back. A day of amazing and incredible events had brought him here, snuggled close against Jon’s warm, solid back.
So it all must have been real. At least he had never before gone to sleep in a dream and awakened with it still going on. About then, Jon stirred. He stretched, yawned, and lifted himself on one elbow. Then he looked over at Clay as a quick smile twitched his beard. “Hey, you’re still here. Guess I didn’t dream you after all.”
That they would both have almost the same reaction and thought made Clay smile
