Declan's phone buzzed. He was in his car, driving. He checked it quickly. A text from Ronan. A photo. He stared at the picture. He thought it featured Opal, but after looking at it for a few more seconds, he realized that it's not her, just something really similar. The same goat legs. The same size. A scared expression. The text under it said I dreamt another one. Declan sighed.

He dialed Ronan's number and called him. Ronan didn't pick up immediately. Typical. And when he finally did, he sounded frustrated.

"I don't want it," he grumbled. "I already have Opal. She will be jealous of a new one."

Declan sighed again. "And what do you want me to do? Take it in? Can't you be responsible for your actions for once? You brought a literal child from your dream. It's like having a bab-."

Ronan interrupted him by hanging up the call. Declan found a place where he could turn the car around, heading instead towards Henrietta, to the Barns. He was furious with Ronan, but more with Niall Lynch, their father. If he could just teach Ronan about dreaming instead of keeping everything a secret. Damn you, dad., he cursed in his mind.

When he stepped inside their childhood house, he cursed Niall in his mind again. Ronan was sitting on the kitchen counter, staring at the strange half child half goat he dreamt, which was hiding under the table. Declan sighed for the third time. He approached the kid and crouched down in front of them. He reached out a hand towards them. He didn't really know how to behave around them. The child squealed in fear. Declan's eyes softened and he gently stroked their head.

"Alright, I'll take 'em with me," he decided. You'll regret it, something in his mind was telling him. But he couldn't leave that kid.