The morning we were supposed to start Fourth Level, I woke up from something that felt very much like a dream, and somehow very different at the same time.

Something very vivid - like the time I had jerked back from Cas's touch because I knew I'd felt it before, when I hadn't. Something real yet distant. A memory, maybe, except I didn't see how I could have missed the presence of a memory for such a long time. Still, the longer I thought about it, the more I realized it was greater ...