
I was in a deep sleep when a soft female voice woke me up, saying: "Wakey wakey, little one. You have work to do."
The voice seemed to come from a distance. It was familiar to me, but I couldn't remember who it belonged to. My body was in a warm, safe embrace, but I could feel I was moving. It felt like I was in some kind of vehicle. Then I heard two women talking, and suddenly I remembered everything about my current condition, about Bridget and Lucy. I thought it was a dream, but it was all real. To my surprise, what I felt upon the realization was a relief. I was in love with Bridget. I wanted to be with her. I wanted to be hers.
I slowly opened my eyes, and I realized Bridget was holding me in a grasp of her hand.