Chapter 1

AN: This will have fairly long chapters but I urge you to read. Please review. I will continue this story anyway, but I want to know what you think of it. This episode takes place during the second season, after Aelita finds out she is a human.

(Aelita's third person limited)

Aelita woke up, awoken by another dream. Not a nightmare, but the first good dream she had in a while. She got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. She tried her hardest to remember what the dream was about. Looking in the mirror, she noticed all of the bags from sleep deprivation under her eyes were gone. She knew she had to have had a good night sleep. She walked out and walked towards her room. She paused as she reached for the door knob. She wanted to tell Jeremie, but without knowing what it was about, it would be hard to explain. She put her hand back down to her side. She knew that she wanted just to be with him. She looked down the hall in the direction of the stairs to the boys' dormitories. She had a feeling he would enjoy her company, too.

Aelita knocked on Jeremie's door.

"It's open," she heard from the other side. She walked into Jeremie's room. He turned around in his chair, having been working late into the night for Aelita's antivirus. He stood up, arms outstretched, expecting another restless night infected with horrific dreams. She shook her head, indicating that she was fine. Jeremie put his arms down, face stricken with confusion.

"I had a dream," she said. Jeremie put his arms up again, insisting she come to him, his face more confused than ever.

"It was a good dream," she said.

"Oh," said Jeremie, a hint of unbelief in his voice, "What was it about?"

"That's just it, I don't remember. I woke up, not from shock, but from happiness. If that makes sense..." She said, the understanding of how ridiculous this sounded settling in.

"Of course it does. But I'm afraid that I'm not much help without you remembering what it was." Jeremie responded. Aelita nodded and looked around the room. She looked at his computer, noticing she had interrupted his work.

"You should go to sleep," she said. Jeremie remembered how many times he had heard her say that while was working on her materialization. He smiled and agreed. He lied down in his bed, smiling at her. She then lied down beside him. As soon as he put his arm around her shoulder, she remembered her dream. She jumped out of bed. He looked up at her, his earlier look of confusion flooding his face again.

"I remember, now!" she exclaimed with extreme excitement. "I was sitting in a tower with a boy who appeared to be blind." she started, Jeremie sitting up to get a better position. "We were playing some sort of game, then I won and he pretended to fight with me. He chased me around the bottom platform and when he caught me, we fell on the platform and rolled around, him tickling me. Then the tower shook, and we stopped rolling. He stood, helping me to my feet. He grabbed my hand and ran out of the tower and into the Mountain sector. There was a Megatank aiming at us. It shot and he dived to push me out of the way, but before it could hit him, he teleported and stabbed it with a small stick looking thing with a bladed tip. Not a knife or sword or anything like that because after the Megatank devirtualized, the blade disappeared from the end and it became longer, like a staff. He motioned me over and sat down in a meditational position. He stood up and said 'We have to go'. He then shortened his staff and picked me up on his back and ran. After some time some Bloks, Kankrolots, and Hornets appeared. He put me down behind a rock and the tip of his staff changed again. He then shot the hornets out of the air. He elongated his staff again just in time to deflect several shots. He swung at a Kankrolot sending it into the digital sea. He teleported into the middle of the group and changed the tip of his staff yet again and hit the ground. All of the surrounding monsters were shocked and stunned. He stabbed several of the monsters before the remaining monters regained their ability to move. He shot the another Kankrolot then changed his staff yet again. This time it changed into a grapnel hook. He shot at the last Kankrolot and tossed it at a Blok. The Kankrolot exploded sending the Blok over the edge. He walked back to me and carried me to the tower. I started to cry but he put his arms around me to comfort me."

Aelita could tell Jeremie was having trouble deciphering this as 'just another dream' or 'the kind of dream only Aelita could have'.