Breaking and Entering

First, I no write for some time. Morq back, never got off island I guess. Wanted for something. I no know. She met our slippery fingered friend Locke who brought her back to us. We told Morq all everything Atrix said. Convince her to go back with us. We together for reason. Foedus.
 
Yeah, at least I thought.
 
I work hard to finish project before go back home. Just in case. Worms in head scare me. Now need protection from self more than protection from outside. Don't know if this will help with that. But, sometimes people scarier, so at least this may give me some confidence even if no protection. Even so, Jenson come banging on door in morning. He have bad dream/vision. Ruin my good dream of momma. He dream of Meadows burning. Why he always dream of future, bad future people at war, his dad hurting, god worm almost killing him, now this. War against Meadows, kids, Maggie and Salus locked in shed surrounded by police. I no like Jenson's dreams. I try to wave him off, but he is insistent we go as soon as possible. But Jaime reminded she said midday. Good, give me time to finish. I work harder. They go downstairs to talk.
 
Finally finished, we pack up and met Atrix at the temple. She seemed in different mood, as did greeter that took us to her. Everything seemed off. I no like mood today. She didn't explain much, and what she did, I was too nervous to listen other than we needed items from that plane. For some reason it did not click until she said Jenson and Jaime did not need because they born there. Why I need? I no born there? I know from my dream with momma, just that night I learned I been on other planes but... I not from the material plane? It never occurred to me. Even when I questioned the man in the shop about where my pappa from and learn he may be from this area that I wouldn't be from there. Now, she not even sure I from here. I nod and accept my fate for now. Too many other things going on. I stuff one of Pumpkin's maps under Puck's collar and fluff Pumpkin's sweater closer to my neck. I was ready.
 
I assumed Puck would come with me when I took a drink. I was holding onto his fur like I normally do, but as I faded out (I watched Jaime and Morq do the same) his fur faded beneath my fingers. The vision of the kids near the river went by too fast for me. I wanted to reassure Nunya again. I wanted to hug him. He must hate me so much now. Think I lied., I left like his mom. I no wanna leave him. Then the other. The darkness. I gave in. I need to, I think. Use it against itself. And just so, I thought Atrix lied to us, tricked us. Trapped us in our own minds.
 
Just then, I feel solid place, Pumpkin's farm. I was happy, upset, sad, all at the same time. I was somewhere familiar. Somewhere safe. But I was alone, and if I was alone, so was Morq, and we promised Morq we'd help her. And where was Puck? Whet did Atrix do? This was messed up! I needed to think, but needed to get back home. But more importantly, I needed to know the dulcimer was safe! So I rushed to the farmhouse. I knocked and no answer. I called out, still nothing. So I tried to slingshot Pumpkin's dad's bedroom window. Maybe my frustration and anger went into the shot. Normally it's pretty weak. This time I shattered the window completely. "oops, sorry!" But still, there was nothing. Looking inside, there was nothing. Everything that was there was covered and abandoned. They were gone.
 
I might as well finish the job and went inside. I needed to know. I had to make sure the dulcimer was safe or if they left it somewhere. I searched everywhere I remembered Pumpkin showed me, including her Non's seperate home. I found the headstones. And by the look of it and the dates... we were too late. We didn't arrive back right after the court date. I found a letter asking the Hartes to move out to a friends where they would be safe. It sounds like Jenson's dreams were true. Why couldn't it be mine where we arrive back where the kids were still little and happy and everything was okay? I just want to tell Nunya that happy story he wanted to hear of how we came back to him safe and sound. Is that too much to ask?