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The next day I started digging for answers.

I did everything I could think of and looked everywhere possible that could possibly tell me anything.

Anything at all.

Last night's dream made one thing clear:

They were not memories.

What is was was this: my father, his spirit visiting...
coming to me.
It was the only way he could have any sort of communication. The only sure fire way to tell me what I obviously need to know.

After countless hours searching, I called Derek.

Dad did mention him last night therefore somehow, someway he is involved. I just don't know how he is, but I will find out.

Ring

Ring

"Serenity? Is everything alright?"

How did he know?

Clearing my throat I say, " I need answers Derek...... " I paused and took a deep breath before continuing on, " I believe at this point your the only one who can give them to me."

Silence on the other end.

As I was waiting for a reply I started to think back to the night he took me home and carried me to bed.

I remembered his words that were spoken before his leaving:

" I wish you knew...."

" If only you knew."

Those eight words, the dream from last night and my father saying what he did led me to know without a doubt that he could and would give me answers.

I didn't want to wait until my dad explained because I don't know when he will appear again.
It's not every night that he comes.

Dad knew yes, but Derek also knew.

It's why he said those words that night.

Everything was making sense. Every time I looked back.. it just added more proof to my belief.

Another example: that day at the library to see about the job opening there. We went to his mom's office and before leaving I remember the look that passed between mother and son.

Her gaze landing on me and then back to her son.

She asked, " is this her?"

I don't know how I know now that was what she was asking when I didn't know then, but it's all starting to come together.

Finally I heard a sigh and then I heard, "how much do you know?"

Trembling slightly I answer, " The dreams with my father In them."

I had to stop to calm myself enough to continue. " At first I thought my memories were finally returning, but deep down a bigger part of me knew then and knows now that there is more to it than that.
Derek, after last night's dream...... I KNOW it's not my memories coming back.... somehow my fathers spirit is visiting me.
The things he say and the way he looks at me...... he's never said those things or Gave glances like that when he was still alive and now all of a sudden...."

My voice cracked, tears were pouring out of my eyes.

I couldn't go on this time.

"Meet me at the White Meadow." Was all he said after telling him.

"How do you know about that place?" I whispered in shock my eyes going wide.

Only dad and I knew about the meadow.

It was our place.

Our secret.

So how did he....

There was a rough chuckle, " Honey just meet me there. I will explain everything.
I have wanted to for a very long time but......
it's time you know and...I can't hide it anymore because.." he broke off.

"Because?" I prompted.

" Just meet me there. I trust you know the way."

That was all that was said before hearing the beep.