WarriorTiger's Visions of Misconceptions

Non Lucid Dream

I am watching the Price is Right from the audience. There is a guy with numbers on his back. When the wheel spins if it matches his numbers he moves onto the next round. I touch his black fuzzy pants to wish him good luck; apparently that was against the rules and I get into trouble and he can't win anymore. It's not like the numbers on his shirt can change. I get all pissed off and start throwing rock hard candy at people. Mostly because they are booing me and treating me like I'm a loser. I step out of the studio because of my temper. Sitting there is a heavy cart. I wheel it into the studio and slam it into people. That'll teach them to make fun of me! It hurts several people and I "run" away. I was wearing gloves so I didn't leave my finger prints on the cart. I zig and zag to make sure they can't find me. I am still very angry. It is overly dark (No RC) but I am confident I have lost them when I get woken up by my alarm.

I was Mr. Darcy. Well sort of. Really I was a woman, impersonating Mr. Darcy. For some strange reason, my goal was to get to Jane. To make her love me. I was going to show her that I was a woman, make her realize that sort of love was okay. I was at a bar, drinking with the rest of the guys. It was actually quite enjoyable. I was tired, so then went to sleep. The next day I was at Jane's house. We were kissing under a tree. Something happened and we needed to run quickly. It was as if we had been discovered. I grabbed her hand and took to the air. I told her it was faster to travel this way. I figured we would just head to the moon when I heard this meow... and my cat licked my ear, waking me up.

So after a short break with my Rizzoli and Isles dreams, and most dreams for that matter, I finally had another one. I guess the 9 hours of watching the show helped.

Six Months passed in the flash of an eye.

I was in a Tibetan monastery. I had spent the last six months cut off from everyone, learning their ways, their fighting style, and even how to control myself. I was ready to go home. I hadn't hardly spoken to anyone, they were a quiet bunch. I was meditating, before I left. One last time in the gardens I had told myself. I sat listening, moving through time like I had been taught. It was then that I entered the vision.

I watched as Maura walked down the street. It was dark out and she had a brown coat on. I saw someone jump her from behind and shoot her in the side.

I was disturbed by this, but kept trying to hold onto it. It faded and I stood up. I knew it was time to leave. The head monk smiled at me and we bowed to each other. I turned to leave, "Before you go, we need you to take this staff." I turned back around. He was holding a golden staff. "It will protect you, and with it you can defeat death itself. Go in peace young one." He handed me the staff and turned around. I headed home.

-Rizzoli POV-

"So, Allison is coming back. Are you excited?" Maura asked Jane. "Or course I am." "You know," Maura looked down at her hands, "I have been wondering, have you guys had sex yet?"

Jane almost choked on her beer. "No." "Well, why not?" Maura tilted her head. "Well when we first met she had been raped I wanted to give her some space." "And after that?" Maura seemed a little to curious. "Well after that... well... she's gone a lot."

"Do you want to?" "Okay Maura, what's going on?" "Well you seem hesitant to, so I was just wondering." "Yes I want to... I just want to let her decide when that is."

-My POV-

Sometime later.

I stepped into the precinct with out much of a word. I had learned to stay soft spoken. I didn't seem like I was the same. It was Maura who had seen me first. I smiled at her. "Hey Allison!" she shouted. She ran over and gave me a hug. My skin was nice shade of tan and I had lost quite a bit of weight. The weight I lost was all fat, and now I was very muscular. Jane stood up. "Wow, you look..." she didn't know what to say. I smiled at her.

"Oh, I have gifts." I took out the gifts from my bag. I gave Korsak a trinket, Frost some a mini Buddha, and Maura I gave a dress. "Allison, this is a 5,000 dollar dress." "I know," I looked over to Jane. I smiled and leaned in close to her. "I have a surprise for you at home." She smiled at me.

I went home. (Stuff happened that I want to keep to myself )

Again... here we are.

Part Eight

I was on my plane flying home. I was in a rush and I had to tell the department what had happened. I don't know when I landed in Boston, or when I got to the PD, but I remember walking in as if I owned the place. "Allison what are you doing here?" I heard Maura ask. "Aren't you supposed to be in China?" I looked over at her. "Hey, Jane's not in yet. I don't know where she is... this is unusual for her." Korsak looked at me as he spoke those words. "I know. She's not coming in today. Hey Frost, can you help hook me up the the projector?"

Frost did as I asked and soon I was showing them the video. "This was taken three days ago. I have tried making contact with each of you since, but to no avail. I figured the least I could do was come down and show you myself." Maura looked horrified. "God, all this time I thought Jane was just busy catching up with you. And sleep." "Well whoever they are... we should expect a ransom..." Before Korsak could finish a chime came, indicating I had a new email.

"We have her. Don't play games. $1,000,000 USD." There was also a website and a location for drop off. I quickly loaded the website and there was Jane. They had set up cameras and we were watching her. The screen went dark and a button appeared that said 'Press to see Jane'. I don't know which one of us pressed it, but a blinding light came on and Jane became very startled. "I can get the money."

-Note: Lost time...-

I was standing with a gun to a guys back. "You give me the girl and the money, and let's say I don't blow your head off." He set the suitcase of money down and motioned for his men to give up Jane. "Now go before I change my mind and shoot you anyway." He took off to his van, slamming the door shut and squealing out of the warehouse. I walked over to Jane and unbound her wrists. She pulled the gag out of her mouth and removed the blindfold from her eyes. She looked at me and I went to hug her.

I was surprised when her hand made contact with my face. "What the hell?" was all I could ask. "What do you think you were doing? You could have been killed? Did you know if they even had weapons? Have you ever fired a gun before?" She shot her questions out at me before I could regain my bearings. "I was thinking about rescuing you.. maybe that was a bad idea. I know I could have been killed. I was hoping that they didn't have weapons, and I love to go shooting."

She looked at me, both pain and passion in her eyes. "That still doesn't give you the right to come in and.. and.. God." She screamed at me. "I'm sorry, what gives you the right to dictate what I do with my money and if I can come and save you." "They used me Allison. Do you know what that feels like?" We were screaming at each other. She was obviously pissed at something I did. Pretty soon she was screaming about the fact that she hadn't had this many problems since she met me, and that maybe she should leave. "Fine if you want to go, go. It's not like I am holding a gun to your head saying that you need to..." "GUYS!" I heard Maura shout into my ear. I paused my yelling.

"You are still live." I shut my eyes and sighed. I pulled the wire out of my shirt and slammed it onto a table. "You were wearing a wire?" Jane asked. "Who all heard that?" She got close to me. I thought she was going to push me. "Maura, that's all." I still wanted to hug and kiss Jane, tell her that everything was okay, but at the same time I was still very angry. "If you are leaving, then leave. I have a plane to catch. Back to China. And a deal to finish. I expect to start working on the project soon, so that means I will be gone for at least three months." I picked up the suitcase and walked outside.

-Note: More lost time...-

I was sitting on my private jet waiting to go back to China. Jane had not called me or even spoken to be for the last couple of days. I had to get her off my mind and get back to work. A song came on, Godsmack's "What If." I listened to it and realized I couldn't be with out her, so decided to go to the PD and tell her.

Meanwhile... *Jane POV*

"I don't know Maura. I can't just do that." Jane was saying. "Jane, I have never seen you happier in the entire time I have known you. Trust me." "Maybe you're right..." "Right about what?" Korsak asked. "Right about being in love with Allison." Maura told him. Jane sighed. She had no clue that I was leaving that day. "Jane, if you think you even might love her, you need to tell her. Stop being so stubborn." "Fine, fine. I'll call her."

My son answered the phone and told Jane that I was flying out, back to China. Korsak offered to drive her to the airport.

*Back to me...*

I was riding a motorcycle I had just bought way too fast, and way to dangerously. I was risking my life, my being, maybe my soul to get to Jane and tell her how I felt. I could not afford to lose another love of my life. I nearly ran into the side of the PD skidding my bike to a stop. I shut off the engine and ran into the building. No one was at their desk, so I hoped that they were in Maura's lab. I ran down the stairs and hall, bursting the door open. "Where's Jane?" I asked, slightly out of breath. Startled both Maura and Frost turned around. "She went to the airport..." Frost started. "To look for you. Allison what are you doing here?" Maura asked me.

"I need to tell Jane I love her."

*Jane's POV*

They had to arrived in excellent time, but also in poor timing. Jane asked the manager at the nearest office if my plane had taken off yet. He told her no and directed her on where to go. She sprinted down the terminal and hurried outside to see my plane taking off. "Hey Jane, its okay don't worry. She said she'd be back. Give her some time." "No Korsak. I don't think she'll come back to me."

*My POV*

Maura, Frost and myself sat near Jane's desk waiting for her to come back. I was a bit antsy. Jane and Korsak walked through the doors and I stood up. I wanted to run to her, but I didn't know how she would react. "She's gone Maura," Jane said. I had kept myself well hidden. "Jane, I think that..." "No Maura, its over with her. Damnit, I can't believe I let her get away." "You didn't," I said as I stepped out. "What?" I pulled her into a deep kiss. At about the same time her parents walked through the door.

"See Angela, I told you she was gay. You never believe me anymore." Jane broke off her the kiss, a flash of sadness washed over her face. I held her hand tightly. She turned around to face them. I had been there before and I knew it was going to be hard. "Mom," she started. "Janie, you don't need to explain anything to me," her mom said. Her dad looked right at her. I thought he was going to disown her. Then he looked past her at me. "I swear, if you break her heart, I'm going to kill you." "Dad, come on! You can't say something like that in a police station." "Oh come on Jane," Korsak said, "I'd help him."

"What?" Jane said. I could see nods and hear agreements from other people. Maura just smiled at me. "I'm sure you'll be okay. I can tell you care very much about her." She gave me a tight hug.

-Okay, so this is where the Rizzoli Files currently end. They have occurred over several nights, and I hope that they continue. I also hope that you have enjoyed reading them, as I have enjoyed dreaming them. It would be a great dishonor to my dreamscape if they were to end here, so wish me luck in dreaming more of Jane Rizzoli and the Rizzoli and Isles team.-

So here it continues...

Part Six

I couldn't tell you how much time had passed. Not exactly. I just knew that I was up and walking around. True it was with the help of crutches, but hey, at least I was moving. It had been hard not to run in the race that both Jane and Maura were running in, but a week in the hospital, and a severely damaged leg had kept me busy. Between therapy three times a week, and the longer hours I was putting in at the office, I was not even going to make it to cheer them on.

I was surprised when I received a phone call from Maura late in the afternoon. My mind wondered if they had already finished the race. "So, get good times?" I asked her. "No actually. There were two murders and we wont be finishing until late tonight. I won't tell Jane if you come down here." I replied that I would see what I could do. 'Man, it must have been one hell of a race.' I thought to myself.

It wasn't to long before I found myself standing, mostly, slightly away from Jane's mother and father. I watched as both Jane and Maura ran up and crossed what appeared to be police tape. The two of them cheered and hugged each other. I whistled and clapped my hands together, making sure I was steady on my feet. All of them looked over to me. Jane ran over and I rebalanced myself. She rubbed my torso in an intimate action. :Hey, I thought you couldn't make it." "Hey," I wanted to kiss her. "I thought it would be day when you finished." She flashed a smile at me.

-Note: Maura's POV.-

"Who is that?" Jane's mom asked. "That's our friend, Allison." Maura replied. "Oh, that gay chick that Jane saved?" Jane's dad asked. "Well I wouldn't say she saved her, but she did find Allison's rapist." Maura explained. "Well I don't like her." "That's not a nice thing to say Frank." Jane's mom started in.

"Is Jane dating her?" he asked Maura. "I really should walk around, I don't want to get cramps." Maura excused herself from the situation.

-Note: My POV.-

Jane was close to me. She whispered something in my ear and I laughed a little. I hobbled over to where her parents were. "Look, you guys must be tired. Why don't we go out to dinner. I'll pay." I asked. They agreed and I grabbed my cell phone. "Bring the car around." A limo came to pick us up. We then went to a restaurant and ate some food, talked a little. The entire time I felt like I was being scrutinized by the father. I paid the bill like I said I would and dropped Jane's mother and father off at their house. I told my driver that he should also take Dr. Isles home. I asked Jane where she wanted to go. "I want to go home," she said.

We headed toward Maura's house, but before we could reach there both her and Jane had fallen asleep. Maura had fallen asleep on the chair, and Jane on my shoulder. I brushed a hair out of her face and she reached up and cuddled with me. I was in heaven.

Part Seven

I was in China. A meeting in China to be exact. My leg had mostly healed, Jane and I had been dating for a little while. I made her a care package before I left. Set her up with a web cam so that we could talk while I was on the other side of the world from her. The metting we going well. I had asked the Chinese government for permission to take photos of Hong Kong for a game we wanted to make. They told me anywhere but Hong Kong. Though it was odd I agreed to the terms and they stepped out of the room to discuss the rest of the details.

My computer chirped. I walked over to it. A small notification told me it was Jane.

Note: For some strange reason I became lucid..."

I was going to say hi when I heard her scream. I stepped out of the visual range of my own web cam and watched as a horrific scene played out. One guy grabbed her from behind. She kicked and screamed, and even bit the guy's hand. He threw her to the floor. Another guy pressed his knee painfully into her back. The first guy turned around and must have seen the light on the camera. He picked it up and dropped it on the floor. The camera rolled and aligned perfectly with Jane's face. I could see the fear in her eyes. She mouthed something to me, I think it was no, and then the camera was smashed. Static played across my screen and I quickly typed in a command that made the video chat save.

I pulled my cell phone out. I was going to call Korsak, or Frost, or Maura. I had to call someone... anyone. My financial adviser looked at me. I could just teleport there and kick someone's ass. I shut my phone and the world faded to black.

The series continues...

Part Four

The days past, Jane called me a few times to make sure that I was doing okay. Some days she sounded more concerned, and other days she just called to let me know that they were still working hard on the case. I didn't except them to get any solid leads yet, but I was kinda hoping. I had been working a late night, spending extra time in the office. I had made it a habit a bit to often lately, and did feel bad that I was neglecting my kids. They didn't seem to mind the pay checks though, and the trips to foreign countries, so they didn't complain.

-Note: Rizzoli POV.-

Rizzoli sat in a booth at the bar she frequented. Maura sat across from her, sipping on her wine. "You know, you never did tell me everything that had happened," Maura started. Jane gave her a look. "I really don't want to talk about it. I'm still a bit concerned though." "Well Jane, you have every right to be. Her rapist is still out there. But honey, I'm more concerned with you right now. You seem to have distanced yourself from everyone, even me."

Rizzoli picked up the bottle of beer she was drinking and took a long swig. She looked out the window, an angry expression crossed her face. "Hey, what ever it is. I can help you get through it." Maura told her. "Not this Maura, not this." "Is it about Allison?" Maura asked. Jane nodded. "Well, did you at least have fun?" Jane looked to Maura and a smile played across her face. "Yeah, I had a great time. It was exhilarating. I have never felt this good in a while." Jane played with her hands, continuing on talking about Allison. Before it got to intense Maura did an ahem style cough and Jane looked up. Standing behind her was Korsak.

"Hey Korsak, what's up?" Jane asked. He looked serious, too serious, for Jane's liking. "It's Allison, she's been hit by a car. An Escalade to be exact." Jane looked worried. "I'm going." She grabbed her jacket and stood up. Maura followed suit.

A little while later they were there at the hospital. I was laying in a bed, an oxygen mask covering my face. I was unconscious. "What happened?" Jane asked, a little forcefully. "We don't quite know who is at fault," a doctor said. "What are her injuries?" Maura asked. "Well the only damage really done was to her left leg. She needs a few pins in her knee, and a metal support to help the shattered tibia. She also has a few broken ribs, but mainly she's going to bruised." Maura nodded. "Can we see her?" Jane asked. The doctor nodded. "She is unconscious, but I am not concerned. Her brain scans look good." Once again Maura nodded.

Jane stepped into my room. Machines were beeping, making sure my heart rate was monitored. Jane sat down in the chair next to my bed. She sighed. She quickly stood up and left to room. Maura, who had been looking on, watched as her friend struggled with her emotions. Jane walked down the hall to the bathroom, tears in her eyes.

Maura sat down in the waiting room, and picked up a magazine. "You know, you really have a lot of explaining to do Jane," she said quietly when Jane appeared from the bathroom. "I know... It's just really complicated for me. I..." she began. Her phone rang. "Rizzoli!" she barked into the phone, trying to hide the fact that she was upset. "Hey partner. We got a report that someone spotted our rapist at the local Walmart." Frost said. He then gave her the location of where the Walmart was.

I came back into consciousness, and began taking rapid breaths. The pain in my leg as excruciating. Tears filled my eyes. A run came to my side and calmed me down. She said she was giving me something for the pain. I slipped back unconscious as she gave me the pain killer. A few moments later my body was in spasms and my heart rate was erratic. Maura jumped up and turned around. "What's happening?" she asked. The doctor shook his head that he didn't know and wheeled me out of the room and into a critical care unit.

-Note: Jane POV.-

Jane was pacing back and forth at the entrance of Walmart. She wanted to catch this guy. The guy that had hurt her friend.. her girlfriend.. lover... no- her friend. She played with the words in her head. Still trying to make some sense of how she felt. When she saw him coming out she yelled at him. "Hey!" He took off running and she followed suit, tackling him to the ground. Korsak was right there and told Jane that he was going to arrest him. "I got it Jane." Jane let go and said that he could have him. "Get this monster out of here," she practically screamed. She was still furious at the man. Her cell phone rang and she answered it. It was Maura. "Jane, you really need to get down here." Jane turned and told Korsak that she was going back t the hospital, something had happened.

Jane was in the waiting room. Maura looked at her. Frost stood next to some vending machines. "Jane I think you need to sit down for this." Maura said. Jane looked to where my room had been. "Oh god Maura. No. No. NO. Come on." She had her hands on her head and she walked back and forth. "Jane, please. I need you sit down." "Please tell me it isn't what I think it is." "I will tell you when you what happened when you sit down." Jane sat down, head in her hands.

"Allison has been moved to a critical care unit. As far as they can tell she is doing okay. Something happened and she slipped into a coma. They don't know what yet, but they are working on it." Maura explained. "Now will you tell me what is going on?" Maura asked. Jane sat back and looked at Maura. "She kissed me." Maura nodded. "And I kissed her back." "Okay, so you kissed her back, that doesn't mean..." Jane interrupted her. "I kissed her back and I liked it. God Maura. I don't know what is going on with me." She stood back up.

"Jane, I think that..." Maura paused. She stood up and held Jane's hands. "I am here for you no matter what. Gay or not, if there is anything I can do for you, let me know." Maura pulled Jane into a hug. "You are my best friend, don't let anyone get in the way of that." Jane smiled and hugged Maura back.

So I am really into the show Rizzoli and Isles. I am fascinated with the story lines and the plot twists, and have become somewhat... fixated.. (yes, obsessed). So naturally I am dreaming of it quite often, putting myself into the story. These dreams are a set of them.. yes I dream episodically... I can't remember exactly when they started, so I am just going to write them out. And not all of them are lucid.

Part One

I watched as the cute brunette sat speaking with woman after woman. I knew she was a cop. She had that air to her. And the blond that kept bringing her drinks... she was something too. I watched from my booth in the corner as the blond took every cup off the brunette's table and placed it in a small bag. I could tell that they were a team. A smoking hot team, sure, but still a team. What I couldn't figure out was what they were after. 'Hell,' I thought to myself, 'if I was a bit braver, I would go over there and talk to her.'

I had no idea who they were looking for, or what the case was even about. All I knew was I thought the brunette was hot. Someone must have said something, because before I knew it, she had seated herself across from me. I looked into her brown eyes and smiled.

"Hi." I almost whispered. "Hi," she replied. "Nice book you got." I closed the book I had been reading and set my hands on top of it. "I noticed you have been watching me, thought I'd come over and introduce myself. I'm Jane." I smiled at her. "Hi Jane, I'm Allison." I saw the blond in the background look up from whatever she had been doing to look for her friend.

"You're friend is looking for you." I said. Jane waved her hand, like that didn't matter. She looked down at my hands. I could almost see her wince. "Oh, don't mind the ring," I started, "my wife died 3 years ago, I just haven't found it in me to take it off." She looked up at me. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to.." I cut her off. "You aren't. I promised her I would come every Friday after she died, and I have. So, tell me, what is an undercover cop doing at a place like this?"

She looked shocked. A sort of, how did I know kind of way. I smiled at her. "It's all rather interesting, and exciting. So who are you after?" Jane looked at me, "Well to be honest, I'm just here..." she stopped, "About that girl that was murdered. Trying to find who did it. How did you make me as a cop?" I smiled and pointed. She turned around and saw that I had a clear view of the back of the bar, where the blond had stored the glasses. She smiled at me.

"If you ask me, the bartender did it. She seems kinda ruthless. Anyway, I bet you need to get going, here is my card if you need to get a hold of me." I slid my card across the table to her. "Thanks, I'll keep you in mind." She stood up, smiling again, and walked away. I watched her ass, nothing better to do since I lost my page in my book. This was a far better thing to be looking at anyway. I stood up and walked away. I figured she wouldn't call, I also assumed that nothing would happen between the two of us.

Part Two

I was sitting a a desk. A rather small cubical desk. I enjoyed it though. I knew the large company was mine, but I didn't mind sitting with the other programmers. It helped me keep things in perspective. I heard my cell phone ring. 'Who the hell would be calling my cell?' I asked myself. Everyone I knew would have called my work number. I shoved my pencil in my mouth and answered the phone. " 'Ello.' I mumbled into the phone. "Hi, Allison? Its Jane." I heard her sigh. I took the pencil out of my mouth. I shoved it behind my ear and stood up. I was a little nervous, and walking around would help.

"Hey, is there something I could help you with?" I didn't want to show her that I was nervous.

-Note: This is where my dream view shifted to her.-

I saw her run her hand through her hair. "God, I don't even know why I am doing this." I watched her as she paced back and forth. She seemed nervous too. "I was wondering, um.. you know... Shit."

-Note: View change back to me.-

I was just listening. I listened as she nervously tried to ask me something. "Hey, is everything okay?" I asked. "Yeah, everything is fine. I was wondering ifyouwantedtogotodinnerwithme." She spat it out all in one short breath. "Um... sure. When?" I asked. I swear I could almost hear her swear because she hadn't thought it all through. "How about tomorrow, at say 7. We can meet at the bar we first met at?" I asked. She sighed a breath of relief. "Sure," She replied.

Time passed quickly and I soon found myself outside the bar looking at an amazing woman. Rizzoli was wearing a pair of slacks and a blazer. I felt underdressed in just my jeans an a tee shirt. Though I had made sure to pick my tightest jeans, and a medium sized shirt. "Hey," I said and offered my hand. "Hey," she replied. I shook her hand, electricity running through me. I wanted the other woman.

"I hope you're hungry because I have the perfect restaurant." She took me by the hand and walked me to her car. I thought that was a little weird, but hey, I wasn't going to complain. She drove us to a nearby place and she parked the car. I hopped out of the car, and held the door open for her. I thought it was a nice gesture, but I couldn't tell what she thought. She motioned that she needed a place for two. I wanted to watch her ass as she walked by, but she motioned for me to go first. The hostess motioned for a table and I sat down. Jane sat down across from me. She mumbled a thank you and grabbed a menu. I didn't quite know what to make of it. She seemed to be hot one minute then cold. I couldn't read her reactions.

She ordered a beer, and I followed suit. We ordered some food, she ordered some sort of pasta, and I ordered some sort hamburger. We chatted, about nothing in specific. Sometimes her work, sometimes mine. The evening was going well. I finished off my third beer. I was more tipsy than I thought because of my medication. I mumbled something. She laughed and smiled at me. "Hey, we should get out her here huh?" She paid in cash and we stepped out of the restaurant.

"We shouldn't drive home." I told her. "Oh, god no. I would think about it. I don't live to far from here if you want to just walk." I smiled. I would be getting to go to her place. She made a joke and I shoved at her. I missed, but she playfully shoved back. She managed to get me, and I almost fell over. She grabbed me and pulled me back to her. She landed against a wall and pulled me into her, to make sure I didn't fall over. I leaned into her, and placed my hand on neck. I kissed her passionately. She kissed me back. After a few seconds I broke it off. She looked at me and I backed up. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have kissed you. This was supposed to be something for fun. I should go." I turned around and hailed a cab.

"Wait," she started, but I never gave her the chance. I stepped into the cab and left her standing watching me leave.

This starts out as a long non-lucid dream, but I did manage to become lucid! YAY!

I was on a ship in the middle of the sea. I don't know why I was there, nor how I got there, but it all seemed natural to me. I was watching some of the crew members run around. A few of them were working, a few of them were playing games, and a few of them didn't seem to know what they were doing. I felt like something was off, but at the same time had spotted a nice looking woman. I walked over to her and smiled.

We engaged in mindless chit-chat for a while. It was like neither one of us wanted to say what we were really looking for. I knew what I had wanted. It wasn't soon after that, that I was in a brand new place. Having no idea how I had even gotten there. It looked a bit like the forest. I was wondering if I had teleported. That would be cool. The pretty sea lady was gone, sadly, but there was nothing I could do.

I walked around, looking for other signs of human life. The place was void, and it seemed a little dark. I promised to myself that I would not panic in the face of unknown dangers. I took a deep breath in, and calmed my nerves. I didn't want to enter the forest, so I instead walked along the outside of it. There was like ocean and cliff side next to me. I wondered if I was in Ireland, when the scene changed once more.

Now I was in a room. My current girlfriend, Silver Wolf, was there. Also there was my ex-girlfriend. My ex was laying on top of my legs. I had always joked about her chest size. We are all just talking, even though I feel like I am a prisoner in my ex's house. I feel like something is off. I know something isn't right and begin to analyze everything. My ex sits up and there are two weights left where her chest would have been. I can't move my legs. I tell myself to remain calm, and take a deep breath in. She says she had gotten a reduction done, and this was how much they took off. I looked up at Silver Wolf and ignored my ex.

My ex walked over to me. I was suddenly listening to music and she takes the earplugs out of my ears. I can still hear the music. Wait.. I must be dreaming.

I tell my ex that I am dreaming and I want her to go away. She laughs at me. I notice then that I am handcuffed to the bed.. What the heck is that all about. I focus my energy to try and change the scenario. Nothing happens. I am sure I am dreaming. I can't move my legs, sleep paralysis. I can still remain calm, my breathing rate is normal. I am in charged of my dream. I go through reaffirming and solidifying the dream. I looked back at my ex. "I know this is a dream!" I make the handcuffs disappear and my ex cackles. "You are good, that is for sure."

I sigh. I don't have time for this crap. Not now that I know I am lucid. And its so vivid. I pinch my nose and breath in and out. This action gives me dream control.

I laugh back at her. "So who are you really? You know.. it doesn't even matter. You're gone." She vanishes right in front of my eyes. Now I look at my girlfriend. 'What should I do?' I ask myself. I decide to have fun, after all I haven't been in complete control for a while. I change her to be blond, and skinnier than she is now. Now we are going to play a messed up version of cops and robbers, where I am the caught robber. She attaches restraints to my wrists. She is teasing me by going slow. I see a shadow move across a door way out of the corner of my eye. I look to it and command that there be no interruptions. Then its like I can see into another room. "And no parents!" I shout. The image changes slightly. I look at Silver and tell her to hold on for a sec. She freezes and turns to shades of gray.

I walk over to the figure I see in the room. It's my ex's mom, Bree. I haven't seen her in a while. "Surprised to see me?" she asks. I know she is not a DC. I go to sit down, trying to summon a chair at the same time. It fails and I sit on the floor. I am overwhelmed by a vast array of emotions. She tells me everything is okay, and that I am doing good. I am on the right path. She is trying to get my attention to tell me something important. I can feel the dream slipping. I take notice of how my non-dream body feels. I am still dreaming lucidly. I look up to her. I am going to stabilize the dream when my cell phone vibrates.

I hear it in the dream and feel like I am being pulled away. I try to reach out for Bree to hold onto, but am awake before I can.

Bree died a couple of years back. So I was especially surprised to see her. I think its part of an ongoing attempt to give me a message.

I decided to try and meditate every night before I went to sleep. This was night one, and I discovered that I was better able to remember my dreams when I woke up. Of course this dream was also nightmarish so I'm not sure if it counts.

I am watching TV on the top bunk of my bunk bed. It was CSI:LV. I had put some magazine on the floor and my mom was yelling at me about them. The cat was eating them, because they were paper. I laughed it off. I really didn't care. My dog, Chewy couldn't get up the top bunk, and it was nice to have him not up there for once. My mom cleaned up some of his poop on the floor, and was yelling at Chewy for it. My show was coming to an end.

In the show they were discussing a woman who's lower jaw had begun to shrink up. Her face was going in and she was crazy too. She wanted to see Gil Grissom while he was undergoing surgery. Sara was there and saying to Gil, that everything was going to be fine. The crazy woman, was just watching them. She had a worker there to hold her in case anything happened. Sort of a psychiatric nurse. She attacked the nurse, knocking her unconscious, then grabbed the needle that was full of anesthetics.

Grissom was not in that room, he had vanished, and Sara was there because of a case. She was leaning over a dead body when the attack came. She never stood a chance. The crazy lady had taken her off into the woods and was making a makeshift grave. She was burying Sara alive. Sara woke up and could see just the last of the rocks being placed over her.

Warrick, Nic, and Catherine were all working the case. Apparently the crazy lady had made her jawline shrink and it was a style that some women were trying to do. No one could believe that she did that to herself. Catherine was about to go out into the field when Gil burst through the doors. He demanded that he be allowed to work the case. However he had already retired and after Catherine said no the screen faded to black.

I was really cold, so grabbed another blanket. It was time to go to sleep so I put my head on my pillow and began to drift off. I could hear Sara's voice from CSI. She was whispering that she needed help. She was there as I was trying to fall asleep, whispering in my ear. It was almost like she was a ghost. I squeezed my eyes shut. I didn't want to hear it. I was breathing very rapidly when... I woke up.

It was very surreal to wake up in the lower bunk. I did grab my cell phone and begin writing dream notes down, but still had a lingering feeling I was missing something. I decided to to a nose pinch RC and I discovered I really was awake. I finished typing the notes and tryed to get into the CSI show when I went back to sleep. I can't remember anything except trying to save Sara.