Dreamscapes were what the dreamer made them. Life could be a never ending daymare. Dreams could drag themselves down into hell of reality crashing in at any moment but for the most part they lived and breathed and grew according to imagination. Oz slipped between the barriers of her mind. It wasn't impossible of difficult: It just was.

The membrane between scapes was thin. The life forces that formed them strong and the call of mate to mate louder than anything human ears could stand. His fingers touched the edges of her inner thoughts. The sanctum was beyond the soap bubble cover. Tracking her soul by scent had been difficult, not impossible. In the end the link between flesh called him past the dreams of millions, settling into the one.

Oz pressed against the bubble. The insides reflected back at him, giving off emotions to the hot skin of his palms as first one than another broke into her scape. Tumbling end over end, he crashed into rice pudding left over from a teddy bear's picnic. The sky above him was a gorgeous blue. She was here in this marvelous flat expanse of grass. He could taste her skin in the air as if kissing the wind. Blinking as everything about her crowded into him from her very mind, Oz watched as peanut butter sandwiches floated by on jelly wings, translucent and beautifully grape.

Watching the world shift with her body as she tossed in her bed, trees erupted and woods became alive with birdsong. The moon rose full and heavy in the darkening sky as Oz set out to find her within herself. The land curved up to meet his bare feet. Rocks were soft, grass was soft and trees felt like chenille here. He smiled at the tender flowers that sprang to life, uncrushed by his passing. The land before him was a woodland straight out of fairy tales, he thought as unicorns formed from clouds and dropped to the ground gently. They eyed him. His voice issued from one of them. "Where is she?" The unicorn said in his gentle tones. A second unicorn opened her mouth and Willow's voice whispered, "She is here."

The grass parted like an ocean. Oz walked slow motion through her scape, following the emptiness where the grass had been. The unicorns watched him, shifting to wolves who howled at the fat moon. He traveled forever in an instant. A clearing appeared and the animals took flight as birds. He'd come a long way to find her. A search that spanned realities and somehow he knew she was near.

Opening his eyes in the park, the sun blinded him. The moon was gone and forgotten, but only on his side of the dream as he watched Willow standing by a pond. "Oz..." Her voice echoed and rippled.

He burst from the lake.

Staring at himself from the sunlight park, Oz watched her take his hands and pull him free of the ice crusting the moonlight lake. Oz sputtered onto the land, cold but not alone. "I've come a long time to be with you." His words slid onto her like kisses in the rain.

"Why? She asked, her hair floating around her with her delicately embroidered robe sitting around her like living purple. He reached for the rich fabric and it flew away from him becoming crows. She laughed, still dressed in the robe.

"I've missed you...The unicorns lead me here to you."

"You're my unicorn." She whispered, her voice coming from the trees as her lips refused to move.

The sunlight burned his skin as he watcher her touch his face, dragging the ice away and letting it fall as rose petals to the soft grass. "I am here." He told them. "Here. It's why I came."

Willow laughed. She smiled at him in the sunlight and turned her eyes to the moon above. Shivering on the grass but not cold, Oz reached for her while her burned in the daylight. The trees shivered and sounded like Buffy laughing. Willow's eyes stared into his. "You were already here." She took his hand in hers and pointed to the Oz in sunlight.

The Oz in sunlight watched them in moonlight with a smile. "Oh, I've been here forever."

The dreamscape shivered, dissolved and left Oz alone in his own bed. A smile gently lifted his features. He was with her. He always had been. It just was.