A HISTORY TOO HEAVY TO CARRY

"AND SHE ACHES, BECAUSE SHE REMEMBERS."

The very first thing she noticed when she regained some sort of consciousness, was that she felt like she was run over by a damn truck. Her entire body ached and a headache pounded against her skull. It felt like cotton candy had taken over her mouth and her lips felt chapped.

The second thing was that for some reason, she felt very exposed. There was a breeze prickling her skin at places it shouldn't be able the reach if she had been fully dressed. At least, she thought she was butt bare naked. That was the only possible reason for the chill across her body and the way her breasts seemed to be crushed by the surface it was pressing against, feeling very much like there was no piece of clothing covering the area. Why she was naked was a mystery to her though. As far as she knew, she had went to sleep wearing a super cute marvel jumper.

Another thing she noticed was that the surface she was laying on didn't at all feel like her bed. There was a possibility she rolled off said bed in the middle of the night, god knows how many times that had happened already, but that wouldn't explain the breeze.

She could easily find an answer to her questions if she opened up her eyes like a normal person would, but despite the hard and cold floor she was laying on, she actually was pretty comfy. If you didn't count the way her body felt like it had been through a grinder then.

Maybe that was one other reason why she didn't feel like opening her eyes. What if she actually did went through a grinder or got run over by a truck? She could be missing limbs! In a reflex, the girl ordered her toes and fingers to wiggle, relief coursing through her at the knowledge that all her body parts were still attached and intact.

The girl knew that it probably wasn't the best idea to keep laying there, but she really felt like moving would be a bad idea. Her worries got confirmed when she heard the opening and the closing of a door. Body going tense, she had to try her hardest not the wrap her arms around herself in a protective action, not wanting to alert the person of her being awake. She wasn't as aware as she wanted to be for this situation to begin with.

Footsteps thumped against the ground and the girl almost thought that the person wouldn't notice her, until said persons footsteps stopped abruptly. Her breath caught in her throat as she heard the distinct sound of a gun being pulled. She was pretty certain it was directed at her, making her feel paralyzed. She'd never encountered a real gun before in her life. Speaking of life, she wasn't ready to die!

The man, she assumed it was a man because of the heaviness of the footsteps, seemed to approach her cautiously. A dark shadow fell over her face and not two seconds later she felt two fingers being pressed against her throat. In a reflex her eyes snapped open, body shooting backwards and hitting a wall, arms wrapping protectively around her frame. Her eyes were big and wild and all of a sudden she felt very much awake.

The sight in front of her made her think she was dreaming. It had been a man that had been approaching her, she had been right about that, but he also looked awfully familiar. So familiar that she knew pretty much everything about him that there was to know. She'd never met him before in her life, but she watched him on her television screen every Friday at around nine PM. In front of her was none other than Alex O'Loughlin, the actor that played Steve McGarrett on the television show Hawaii Five-0. Also, Moonlight, but she was pretty certain not many people knew that.

Alex looked at her like she was a scared cat, but she saw the caution behind his eyes, so much that he reminded her of his character. Why did he even have a gun? She was pretty sure that he didn't usually walk around with firearms. Eyes quickly swapping around the area, realization dawned on her. She was either on the set of Hawaii Five-0 or she was in Hawaii Five-0. These were obvious indicators that she was dreaming. She could be going crazy too.

She had made the connection in seconds, despite how messy her mind was at the moment. Steve shuffled slightly forward, causing her to press her back harder against the wall, not because she was afraid, but because she was freaked out. He immediately noticed her distress and raised his hands carefully, showing her that he meant no harm before his lips opened and a soft but firm voice filled her ears.

"I'm not going to hurt you, I promise. I'm five-0." He tapped on his badge to indicate he was speaking the truth. Orbs flitting to said badge for merely a second before focusing on his face again.

"Can you tell me your name?"

There was no reason for her not to tell him her name, right? All of this was just a dream and she would wake up at any moment, back in her bed and snuggling with her pillow. The girl parted her lips to speak, but a small breeze tickling her skin stopped her. She just now realized that she was indeed naked. In front of her celebrity crush. She was about to die of embarrassment.

Biting her bottom lip softly, her arms wound closer around the exposed area of her breasts and she pressed her legs tighter together. She was sure she was as red as a tomato. Steve noticed her actions, but she saw that he was trying very hard to focus on her face instead of her body. Eyes following him as he stood up and disappeared in the house, before he was out again, a shirt in his hands. He had been right in assuming that she wouldn't just leave.

Once again he moved closer to her, offering the shirt. The girl hesitated for merely a second, before snatching the shirt out of his hands and holding it in front of her. A shy gaze was directed at him and he immediately got the hint. Steve turned around and when she was sure that he wasn't looking at her anymore, she released the grip on herself and put on the shirt. It came to just below her thighs, covering her butt. He was even taller in real life.

When she was done with putting on the baby blue shirt, she coughed softly to alert Steve that it was okay to turn around. Steve did so and the girl swallowed, blue hues locking with hazel ones, before speaking.

"Gwendolyn."

A/N: welcome to the prologue of my new fanfiction! i've been walking around with this idea in my head for quite some time now, so i couldn't help but start writing it. i don't know if i'm the only one, but i absolutely adore fanfictions in which a person basically travels into a tv-show. they have so much knowledge about the show that can help the characters, but there are always complications. i'm gonna try to do this a bit different than most, but you'll just have to see c:

i haven't figured out just yet in which episode this is set, but atleast i know for certain that it begins somewhere in season 1 because i already have ideas for season 2. with that, i also want to say that i'm still working on watching the entire show, at the moment i'm at 2x04, so it's possible i will make a few mistakes. this is also a slow burn relationship, but i'll try to put as many cute moments in a chapter as possible.

my update consistency is gonna be crappy, just a warning. i'm working on two other fanfictions at the moment, one vampire diaries fic and the other an agents of s.h.i.e.l.d. fic. i'm also pretty crappy at updating those regularly, ask anyone. keep in mind, how more people read, vote and review, how more desire i have to write!

i hope you guys enjoyed and want to read more!