A/N Hullo! Naturally I don't claim to own any part of Until Dawn. Just wanted to get this idea out there and I hope yall enjoy it with me. M for all the usual fun stuff.

Premonition

Sam's last words of the interview echo around her. The ranger with his pointless note pad and scribbled notes fuel anger and pain and she wants nothing more than to lash out at him. Why is he just sitting there? Her friends were dead. Her friends were dead and he just kept asking more questions. But no matter how many times she played the events in her head, told the ranger what happened… they were still dead.

Ripped away from this world by the ice cold hell that was Blackwood Mountain and the monsters it had created. The monster it had turned Josh into…

Sam tried to push her hatred and pain for the mountain and focus back on the ranger and she blinked in surprise. He was gone. No word or sound had given warning to his departure. He was just gone. Sam began to grow anxious and she looked around the small, poorly lit room with wide eyes.

"H-hello? Look this isn't funny…" Sam shifted and pulled the scratchy wool blanket tighter around her shoulders. "Ranger… whatever your name is… "Sam's voice trailed off as the dim light in the room slowly began to fade and with it her fear grew. Muscles and joints froze and Sam found herself unable to move, her breath was shallow and short.

Closing her eyes tightly Sam fought to be brave, to not allow her fear to paralyze her but after the hell she had been through… it was proving very difficult to even think. With her body beginning to shake from how tightly she was wound Sam started to whisper to herself.

"It's over. You're safe. It's over. It's fucking over."

Finally managing a deep breath Sam slowly opened her eyes and grew weak at the sight surrounding her.

Across from her was her white dresser, the drawers in various levels of open and clothes hanging out. It took a moment for her mind to catch up and Sam looked around her room. There was her neatly made bed, the bookshelf crammed with books and knick knacks, her laptop on the floor next to a wall plug, her backpack and at last Sam realized that she was huddled on the floor next to her closet, shaking uncontrollably and tears streaming down her face.

When realization slammed into her like a ton of bricks Sam wrapped her arms around her waist and sobbed for a long while. When she at last had control of her body and emotions Sam was laying on her back, staring blankly at the ceiling fan.

"It wasn't real… just a dream." She whispered to herself and she couldn't ignore the goosebumps and shiver that ran along her body. Turning her head slightly she could see the corner of her bus ticket sticking over the edge of her dresser.

Sam quickly rolled and pushed herself to her knees and leaned over to her bed and snatched up her phone, her finger hovering over Josh's name in her contact list. Her first instinct was to call him. Over the past year since his twin sisters disappeared they had been in contact every day.

Whether it was a cup of coffee in the middle of the night and having a 'who can make up the worst jokes' contest, or calling the other on the phone and sitting in silence. Just knowing the other was on the other side of the phone feeling the same pain and at exact same moment, was enough to get them through it.

Then remembering that Josh was more than likely already at the resort waiting for everyone to join him, Sam sighed and leaned her forehead against the edge of her bed. But Sam felt the burning need to talk about her nightmare, to tell someone how it was torturing her. With a swipe of her thumb Sam decided to call Chris. The phone rang several times before his voicemail took over and Sam hung up without leaving a message and sighed in frustration.

Leaning back against the side of her bed Sam played the nightmare through her mind again. And all over again Sam felt shaky and sick.

"This isn't helping Sam." She whispered to herself before silence took over again. She was finally startled by the sound of the alarm on her phone going off, reminding her that she had a bus to catch in twenty minutes.

"Oh shit!" Sam said in a hurried voice and quickly snatched up her backpack, checking to make sure she had all of her clothes for the weekend packed. Next she rushed for her boots and jacket but the glimpse she caught of herself in her mirror had her stopping in her tracks. Her eyes here red rimmed and bruised, her blond hair disheveled and matted.

With a groan Sam snatched up her ushanka and pushed it down over her hair. Deeming herself 'good enough' she quickly left her room and kissed her parents goodbye. The hug between herself and her mother lasted longer than usual as suddenly Sam felt reluctant to leave the warm safety she felt. Then the ten minute alarm went off and Sam hurried from her child hood home toward the bus stop.

Once she reached the bus with only two minutes to spare, Sam settled into her seat and tried to enjoy the four hour ride up Blackwood Mountain. Instead of thinking about her nightmare her thoughts turned to Beth and Hannah and how much she missed them. How she wished she had done more to stop the stupid prank. And how she had put her feelings for Josh on hold as she tried to be there for him as much as she could.

There was so much she still wanted to tell him, had been meaning to tell him for so long and she had felt that at last her chance was coming and then the disappearance of his sisters, her best friends… Sam sighed and opened up the video message Josh had sent to everyone in their circle. A small smile curved her lips despite the sadness she was feeling.

He looked well. Sad, but no longer guilty. Sam decided that she would have to thank Dr. Hill for his efforts in helping Josh as well. The excitement Josh displayed carried over to her and bit by bit Sam felt the knot in her stomach ease. Maybe after this weekend…