[This is one of my first PW fanfictions. Feedback much appreciated. The idea for this fic came from a drawing I started in the last microbiology lecture of the semester. I might post the picture sometime sooner or later.]

Title: Was It All a Dream
Author: adhdgeniusmitsu [FlameSpiralKyo on ff.net/HornfreaksSylvia11 on DA in case you also read it in one of those places.]
Rating: PG for some swearing
Genre: [Not sure what genre, I'd think general or dramatic, but I'm not sure.]
Status: Completed.
Pairing: none
Summary: Miles Edgeworth, still a rookie prosecutor, suddenly falls ill while in his office. Is what happens next a dream or reality? One-shot, Miles' POV.

When did this happen? I always take such good care of myself...so why now? Why here?
I ponder these questions as I slump over my desk, my hand gripping my forehead. "Damnit! I'm always so careful...now I'm sick?! What the hell is going on here?"
No answer. Just great. I'm talking to myself. However, I suppose I'm used to talking to myself by now; it's been like this for a few months now. Manfred is really to busy to speak with me that often, Fran is probably still learning in Germany, and it's not as if my blood family were alive to speak to.
The heat in here is almost unbearable, causing me to unsnap the gilted fastenings of my jacket and drape it over my knees, then loosen the cravat around my neck. Why is everything--wait. This can't be good. Sweat slides down my forehead, occasionally stinging my eyes with their salinity. Things are becoming hazy; maybe it's because of the sweat in my eyes making me tear up. Perhaps it's the fever. However, all I know is that I'm starting to feel a bit fatigued.
I slump forward more, suddenly feeling as though I am caught by something or, rather, someone. I glance down with my hazy eyes, seeing an arm and a hand. How can this be? I'm pretty sure I was alone! A hand grips to the back of my head--I can feel it like a comforting presence, but I still question it; I'm sure I was the only person in this office. The next thing I feel is a chin propping on the top of my head as I'm suddenly tugged close.
"Shh...rest now, Miles." A familiar voice whispers.
My hazy grey eyes glance up. "F...father?"
"Yes. I'm here, Miles. Now rest."
My hazy eyes glance around, suddenly resing themselves on what seem to be angelic wings. That would explain why someone who is supposed to be deceased is right here in my office with me. Or maybe I'm just dreaming all of this? My hazy eyes suddenly snap shut and I drift off into a light slumber.
As I awaken, I wonder so much--was that all just a dream meant to tantalize me? My bleary eyes glance to my desk, where a feather and a pair of black glasses lay side by side. A tiny smirk crosses my face as I bring myself up and lean back in my chair.

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short and sweet. very good for a first fanfiction!
keep up the good work!

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Nice~. Really nice~. *thumbs up*

Have a coffee or iced coffee of your choice~. on me! O= *hands you my car keys so you can go get sweets of your choice*

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Awwwww...this is a very sweet fic. :) I really like it. :) I do hope you post the picture--I would love to see it. :)

On to my review....

I did a lot of "awwww!" and "*Sniff* That's SO sweet!" when I read it..it really is a sweet little fic and I did enjoy reading it. I like the way you did it, leaving the reader to decide whether or not Gregory Edgeworth really did come to comfort his sick son or if it was all a dream until the end of the story.

I like your clear, crisp and concise descriptions--you get to the heart of the matter in good order. You set the scene quite nicely and I was drawn in at once. I could see everything clearly in my mind's eye-for me, this is good-and had no trouble following the action. I also enjoy first person POV fics as well and you wrote it VERY well, in my opinion. The action flows smoothly as well which is another plus! :)

I really like this sentence in particular: -I slump forward more, suddenly feeling as though I am caught by something or, rather, someone. I glance down with my hazy eyes, seeing an arm and a hand. How can this be? I was sure I was alone! This is GOOD! :) It resonates with me very strongly and the emotion this conveys comes across loud and clear: Miles doesn't know if what he's seeing is really there or if he's hallucinating. I like this VERY much! :)

I love the end when Miles looks at his desk and sees a pair of his father's glasses lying there, with a white feather lying beside it. This brought tears to my eyes, honestly (I'm one of the world's biggest softies!) and sniffles as well. It is very sweet! :)

There were some things that seemed a bit off to me; nothing major, just little things, and they did NOT affect my enjoyment of your fic in the slightest. I just want to make that crystal clear. I LOVED this and I do hope you write more in the future since I would certainly enjoy reading it! :) The 'could be' that follow in certain places are only my suggestions and not carps. :)

-Damnit--two words. "Dammit!" might be more appropriate in this case. I've seen it used both ways though I myself prefer the 'damn it' or 'dammit!' versions.
-The heat in here is almost unbearable, causing me to unsnap the gilted fastenings of my jacket and drape it over my knees,--this sentence is good. What follows ...then loosen the cravat around my neck. it doesn't seem to fit all that well.
This might be a better way to write it: The heat in here is almost unbearable, causing me to unsnap the gilted fastenings of my jacket and drape it over my knees, loosening the cravat around my neck. The sentence following, Why is everything--wait. This can't be good. Sweat slides down my forehead, occasionally stinging my eyes with their salinity. could be put underneath as the start of a new paragraph.
-I slump forward more, suddenly feeling as though I am caught by something or, rather, someone. I glance down with my hazy eyes, seeing an arm and a hand. How can this be? I was sure I was alone! This is GOOD! :)
-Next line, new paragraph could be this: A hand grips to the back of my head--I can feel it like a comforting presence, but I still question it-'to' is not needed where it is and 'gripped' might work better than 'grips'. :) "A hand gripped the back of my head" does sound a bit better. Maybe something like "A hand gripped the back of my head which surprised me since I was sure I was the only person in this office." or something similar just to tighten up the sentence a tad and link the previous two sentences together into one. :)
-"Yes. I'm here, Miles. Now rest."--could be "Yes, I'm here Miles. Now rest." Flows a bit better this way.
-The next thing I feel is a chin propping on the top of my head as I'm suddenly tugged close. could be "The next thing I feel is a chin propping itself on the top of my head as I am gently tugged close."
-resing --'resting'
-As I awaken, I wonder so much--was that all just a dream meant to tantalize me? could be "As I awaken, I wonder: was it all just a dream?" I think this sentence by itself conveys Miles' question of 'was this just a dream meant to tantalize me?' quite nicely on its own. :)
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LOVED this! I hope you write another in the future! I look forward to your next. :)

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Great job. That was very good, especially for your first fanfiction. I really like the fact that you left the ending a mystery. Was Gregory really there? Or was Miles just hallucinating because of his illness? Nicely done.

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