Luis found out later that she died because her lungs and heart
had been punctured. They caught the guy though, but it was little comfort for Luis. At least the guy got 20 years
without probation, he was lucky, if it had been up to Luis, he would have got life, or even worse. At least the
guy still had a life, thanks to him, Luis's life was over. He was like a zombie. He wanted to die. He missed Sheridan
so much. He felt so empty, and there was a constant aching inside of him. He was no longer living, he was just
alive. The nights were the worst. Tonight would be no different than the others. He would dream about Sheridan
again, and he did. That night, it happened again. The same way. Everything was the same always the same. It was
nighttime and Luis was ready for bed. As soon as his head hit the pillow, he fell asleep exhausted, and once again,
the dream came. She was there. He could feel her. He could smell her. "Sheridan," he moaned, as he reached
out for her. Then he woke up, and remembered. Sheridan was gone. It was just dream. He tried to go back to sleep,
but he couldn't. Hot tears stung his eyes as the memories came back to him. He couldn't take it anymore. He had
never felt such pain. It was agony. He ached to see Sheridan again, to hold her again, but it could never be, because
Sheridan was gone. His angel was gone. "Why god? Why?," he screamed, and then mercifully sunk into a
deep sleep, the tears still wet on his face. The next night, the dream didn't come, it was Sheridan who came instead.
She appeared to him. He was so happy to see her. She told him that she loved him but that he had to get on with
his life, that he couldn't go on this way. He knew she was right. "Luis, I'll always be in your heart and
I'll always be with you in spirit. I'll always be watching over you. I love you Luis. We'll be together again one
day , I promise you," she said. "I know that Sheridan, and I love you too," he said. "I have
to go now Luis, I love you," she said," Goodbye my love." "Don't go Sheridan," he said,
but she was gone. He stared at the spot where she had been, and for the first time in a long time, he felt at peace.
The dreams would come no more. "I love you Sheridan," he whispered, and blew a kiss to the sky. "Till
we meet again my love," he said. As he said the words, he felt something soft brush against his cheek, and
smiled. He was going to be ok.