She let the tears stream down her face as she contemplated what she had just done.  Was that really him? she asked herself.  She was still in the garden and had been there for only minutes, but it had given her plenty of time to think things through. Am I going crazy? She wiped the tears from her face and sat up straight.  “Calm down, Lady.  You are supposed to be stronger than this.  Treize would be so disappointed.”  Slowly she let logic sink in.  Treize is dead.  It was just a dream.  You just miss him.  “It seemed so real,” she answered her thoughts.  Her bottom lip quivered and she felt a tear threatening to fall.  “Lady,” a voice whispered from behind her “it is real.  I’m here.” She tore her face around to see if it was really him.  “H-how can it be?  He’s dead.”  A single tear trickled down her cheek, “You’re dead.” She was frozen to the bench she was seated on; she didn’t know what to do. Treize slowly approached her, making sure not to startle her the way he did when she first saw him.  “Can I sit down?”  Lady looked away before nodding her head.  Pull yourself together.  This is what you always wanted, isn’t it? Treize tentatively took a seat beside her, making no move this time to touch her.  “I understand that you must hate me right now,” he said, rubbing the red marking on his cheek. She didn’t say anything.  In fact, she couldn’t bring it upon herself to look at him or even acknowledge his existence. “Lady,” his strong voice wavered, “please, say something.” “I need to get back to the house,” she said, realizing for the first time that it was still raining and extremely cold outside.  She could feel the effect of the weather on her immediately after she noticed the icy climate.  Her next thought was that she left Mariemaie in the house by herself for . . .she didn’t even have the slightest idea of how much time had passed. It had not quite set in yet that the man she met at her front door at two in the morning was Treize.  She wasn’t ready to accept the fact that the man she hoped would return from the dead had actually come back.  Trying to figure out how to make some sense of the matter, she jumped up and took a step towards the house. The last thing she remembered was feeling really tired, her step faltering, and Treize catching her in his arms before everything went black.