Disclaimer: I don't own Bloodlines.
Summary: Basically all the time that Adrian spent with Sydney was all some crazy concoction of his mind. There was never such thing as the Palm Springs Mission, Sydney Sage, Hopper the little Callistana, Jackie Terwillinger, Malachi Wolfe, Marcus Finch or even the Warriors of Light. So what happens when Adrian meets Sydney on the streets?
A/N: This will all be in Adrian's P.O.V.
Centrum Permanebit - the centre will hold.
As I woke up, those were the words that remained in my head. Centrum Permanebit - the centre will hold. The girl who had sent the words to me, the girl who I had lost, the girl who I couldn't bear to say the name of, simply because it hurt too much.
As I woke up, coming back into the living world, I heard a rush of excited murmurs, but I couldn't make out what they were saying. Every second that I gained consciousness, a something new welcomed me. A soft beeping sound, a new voice uttering happy words, a touch to hand so soft that...
My eyes flew open. "Sydney?" I tried to shout but all that came out was a low groaning sound.
"He's trying to talk! Get him some water!" A voice that I definitely knew but could not put a name to yet shouted at someone.
I opened my eyes fully and scanned the room, looking for Sydney, but instead, to my shock, I was in a white room and I was covered in wires and needles. I attempted to rip them out but a hand stopped me.
Sydney?
But instead of seeing my beautiful, sexy, intelligent girlfriend in front of my eyes, I saw...
Nina Sinclair?
I didn't have time to dwell on it though, because the next thing I know someone is pushing a glass of water into my hand.
Until I was actually holding the glass, I didn't realise I how thirsty I actually was. I gulped in down as if I hadn't drunken in days.
"Thank-you." I looked up for the person who had given me the drink. Jill. "Jailbait!" I grinned, I don't know why but I was so happy to see her.
"Adrian." She leaned in to give me a hug. Nina cocked her eyebrow at that.
"Do I not get a hug?" She asked. What? Why would she want a hug. Well I suppose giving her one hug wouldn't hurt - it might make her more willing to give me answers.
"Okay, where am I?" I asked.
"You are in a special hospital." Jill started, pulling up a chair beside me. "After you saved me, you collapsed and fell into a coma."
Wait... what?
"Huh? What are you doing here then? Shouldn't you be off somewhere, being protected?" I asked confused.
"No..." Jill gave a confused look. "They decided to keep me at court under the supervision of about ten guardians."
"Where's Sydney?" I began to panic.
"Who's Sydney?" She asked. "Adrian, are you sure that you are okay?"
"What do you mean who is Sydney? You know, Sydney Sage, the Alchemist who was with us at Palm Springs with Eddie and Angeline... and Trey!" I protested, how could she not know.
"Adrian..." She shot me a worried look. "Who are Angeline, Trey and Sydney?" I gave her a wounded look.
"B-but after I saved you, we went to Palm Springs a-and," I couldn't go on.
"Adrian, after you saved me, you went into a coma. You have been in a coma for the last five months. It was brought on by using too much spirit."
"Okay," I took a deep breath. "Then want is Nina doing here?"
Now it was Nina's turn to look hurt and to tell me her bit.
"Adrian, how can you ask that? I'm your girlfriend." Oh God no. What the hell was happening.
"C-could I have some time on my own?" I asked. I needed time to figure this out.
"Of course." Jill said, giving me a sad little smile. "It must be very confusing for you. Come on Nina." Nina still didn't move. "I said come on Nina." She said firmer with a steel look in her eyes. It was easy to see that Jill didn't like Nina very much. This time Nina followed but not without shooting me a heartbroken look.
What was going on? There was no way that I had made up Sydney in my dreams, she was too perfect. Now Malachi Wolfe, I could have, but definitely not Sydney. Never mind Hopper. How the hell could I have made up a callistana in my imagination when I have never even heard of the things?
No, I decided. There was no way in hell that I could have made up even the slightest bit of that in my mind.
But how could everyone forget it?
I looked up on the wall, there was a calendar hanging there. It read: December, 2013. But... but... it was supposed to be February, 2014?
Was all that really just a dream? Did Sydney not exist? Was my one true love, my soulmate, the one person who understood me most, just a figmant of my imagination?
