He missed me too much

He leant against my door frame with one hand in his pocket, a smirk on his face, hair slightly in his eyes, head cocked down and tilted to the side looking up at me.

My knees buckled.  "You’re dead! How did you get here?"

Nonchalantly, as if this happened on a daily basis, "SheBear I came back to you, it was horrible there and very boring"

"Drew, its impossible.  You died.  I have to be dreaming.  Why are you here?"

"You’re not dreaming SheBear, I’ve come to make you a Mommy again.  Kiera is with me"