WuFei sat upright in his bed. He stretched for a moment before getting up and hopping into the shower. He got out about ten minutes later, got dressed and slowly walked toward the kitchen, 'Every day it's the same thing. I get up, take a shower, eat breakfast, go through the rest of the day which is usually non-eventful, go up to my room, look at the lake from my window, go to bed and have some bizarre dream with some winged female sitting in the middle of the same lake that's behind the house. It's the same damn thing.'
 

He sat down with his comrades and ate breakfast. Time moved slowly from then on. There were no missions for the time being. Until night fell, Quatre and Trowa were curled up together on the beach, watching the water brush onto the sand. Heero was waiting for a new mission and Duo was watching TV and when he wasn't doing that he was raiding the fridge.
 

WuFei was in his room. He looked at the clock on the nightstand, 11:30 it read. 'Time for my nightly ritual of looking at the lake.' He thought. Normally he looked at the moon's reflection, but tonight he was looking at a person or a thing in the middle of the water.
 

"It can't be" he rubbed his eyes, "I'm not hallucinating, there is someone there." He yawned, "But I'll go meet this person in the morning." He laid on his bed and fell to sleep, only to be greeted with the same dream.
 

The next morning, the Chinese pilot arose from his bed and looked out the window, 'It's gone' he thought. He walked into the kitchen and sat at the table.
 

"Is something troubling you, WuFei?" The Arabian boy asked, he had always been the most caring.
 

"Well" he sighed, "I keep having this dream where I meet this girl with angel wings, but it always ends before I can get her name and last night I could have sworn I saw her in the middle of the lake."
 

"You've been around Duo too long." Heero said.
 

Duo laughed, "Yeah!" he stopped to think about that, "Hey!"
 

"I'm sorry WuFei, but I think Quatre and I will have to agree with them."
 

WuFei stood up, "Fine, laugh at me, but I know what I saw." He walked off.
 

That night the Chinese pilot lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling, "I know what I saw and I'm going to prove it" he sighed and fell asleep