Author's Note: Well, I forgot to mention last chapter that the titles of the chapter are from either lyrics from songs or titles of songs from my itunes playlist. The last chapter was the song "Must Be Dreaming" by Frou Frou. This chapter is "Warning" by Incubus.

And as much as I hate time skips (however minor) within a chapter, this one was necessary.

Still a bit on the short side, but I guess I'm improving length-wise.

Strangely enough, at the moment I am in Connecticut.

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Chapter 2

Nicole Trager sat in her bed, running her fingers through her cropped blonde hair. The vivid nightmare from nearly twenty minutes ago still replayed in her mind. Although the initial shock of the dream had worn off long ago, the horrifying resolution of it still lingered.

"Nicole," the deep voice of her husband began "are you okay?"

"I'm fine" she replied, her voice betraying her.

"No. You're not. That must've been one helluva dream you had."

"Please, Stephen, it was just a dream. A horrible, horrible dream. Go back to bed." Nicole muttered before rolling over and trying to get back to sleep for the hundredth time that night.

-The Next Morning-

Nicole's lack of sleep the previous night did not go unnoticed by the rest of the Trager family.

"You look awful, Mom" Nicole's teenage daughter, Lori stated.

"Yeah, you look like the living dead" Josh's voice agreed as he entered the room.

And their statements were not far from the truth. Their mother's normally tidy hair was disheveled and knotted, her eyes puffy and red surrounded by dark rings. The tell tale signs of insomnia had been becoming increasingly obvious in the past few weeks, and everyone knew the reason.

"It's Kyle again, isn't it?" Lori questioned as she poured a glass of orange juice.

"Yeah, but it was different this time. It felt like…a warning of some kind. Like something bad happened," Nicole admitted fearfully.

"Well, like you said, it was just a nightmare" Stephen attempted to comfort.

"But it felt so real."

The piercing ring on the telephone suddenly and loudly interrupted the moment of the family's collective sadness at the loss of one of their own.

"Now, who on Earth would call this early in the morning on a weekday?" Nicole mumbled as she wiped her tearing eyes, before walking off to answer the phone.

She glanced at the caller ID screen on the base of the telephone and her face brightened a bit as she read "Connecticut 203-…". She hurriedly picked up the receiver and put it to her ear.

"Hello?"

The Trager family watched in confusion as the look on her face turned from one of joy to one of utter horror as she hung up the phone moments later.

"It's Kyle," Nicole stuttered, her face visibly pale.

"What's wrong?" Josh asked panicking.

"He's been in an accident"

" Is he alright?" Stephen inquired, automatically fearing the worst.

And as Nicole shook her head "no", the glass of juice in Lori's hand fell to the ground and shattered into tiny fragments, much like everyone's hearts.