Disclaimer: 1.) don't own 'em. 2.) Dont own the title either 'cause the Rolling Stones claimed it.
A/N: This is a remake of my story The Dying Truth... 'cause, if you ask me, it sucked and it needs to be rewritten. So, hopefully this one is better. (and hopefully I'm not so mean to Kat like I was last time. innocent smile)
Dreams
Thoughts
Everything else.
Set during Dino Thunder.
Jason Lee Scott stood in the middle o the deserted room. A thin layer of fog layered the ground, twirling up around him in a slow motioned frenzy.
He spun around madly, hearing a loud clanking noise, but didn't see where it had originated from.
He could feel hot breath on the back of his neck. Jason spun around again, his hands tightened into fists. He took to his defensive position, ready to attack when his foe decided to show it's face.
The words 'You're mine' broke through the eerie silence. Jason tensed as something pressed against his back. He reeled back, turning around to face whoever it was that was behind him.
His eyes widened as he looked into the eyes of-.
Jason sat upright in the bed. His bare chest slicked with sweat, due to the hotness of the room, grew and shrink with every inhale and exhale.
"Jason?" The voices beside him startled him slightly, causing him to jump a little and look over to the man sitting at his side with his hand on Jason's shoulder.
"Hey… are you okay?" The man's voice was hesitant and quiet, afraid that any loud noise would spook him even more than he already was.
"I'm fine." Jason said slowly, staring at the man, his hair sticking up in random spots. He got up from the bed and made his way towards the bathroom. "Go back to bed Tommy."
Tommy watched as Jason closed the door to the bathroom, before he sighed and looked over at the clock. He had a feeling it would be the same time it had been the last three times Jason had woken up like this. And sure enough the trusty old alarm clock yelled out in big red numbers "4:45".
He knew Jason's routine after mornings like these like the back of his hand, that it until he had to leave to go to work at Seven.
He knew that Jason would walk out of the bathroom, wearing the same shorts he had gone to bed in, which would now be together with a tight black tank top. Then he would sit at the end of the bed to put his shoes on. After all that he would go out for a run until at least "6:15". He would come home, take a quick shower and come down to the kitchen where there would be a bowl of oatmeal waiting for him along with a coffee. And he and Tommy would sit there in silence until Tommy had to go to work.
And that's exactly what happened.
A/N: O.o How did you like the cliffy in the beginning .
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