Max walked into the lair, watching his father clean the potions table. "Hey Dad, whatcha doin'?"

Jerry looked up. "Oh, Max, good to see you. Where are your brother & sister?"

"I'm here." Alex trudged in, her tank and shorts clinging to her sweat-drenched skin. She collapsed onto her stool, her head in her palm. "I couldn't sleep, so I thought I'd come up here and practice my magic."

"Okay, that's it!" Jerry threw down the rag he held. Grabbing a piece of the wizard homework, he wrote something down quickly.

"What do you mean?" Alex asked, suddenly rigid and frightened.

Jerry gave his youngest the paper. "Max, read this."

"What happens when you combine and wolfsbane?" Max looked at his father in confusion.

Jerry sighed. "Not that! That!" He pointed to the side.

"Um, you know, that's not necessary." Alex stuttered with a wary smile.

"Yes, it is. Alex, you haven't had a good rest since the Genie. And I want to know what's going on in your dreams."

"Okay, um…" Alex quickly began to think up a spell.

I don't want to seem crazy…

"Okay, so Max, when I say so…"

So lock these dreams up with a key.

DREAMSHU SLEEPTU

Put me to sleep

And only let me see.

Alex felt a tingle over her skin and then immediately, her eyes shut asleep.

Alex found herself in Justin's room. She looked around in a fenzy.

"Alex?"

Alex turned around, her hair flying and saw Justin before her. "Justin…I…"

"Shh…" Justin placed his finger on her lips. "Relax, Alex. I feel a bunch of bad things from you."

"Justin, I don't know what to do anymore. I want to kiss you everyday and tell everybody about Live, but if I do, it'll trigger the memory and we'll be kicked out again."

"Alex, relax. We'll be fine." Justin held Alex's shoulders.

"No, we won't!." She pushed off his hands, walking over to Justin's bed and sitting on it. "I can't keep sneaking around like this. You know me, I can't keep a secret if I'm pressured. Sooner or later, I'll…"

Justin shoved his lips against Alex's, silencing her. Alex kissed back and slowly, the fell back onto the bed.

Alex woke up with a start. She looked around to see that she was, once again, in her room. "What's going on?"

"I don't know. The spell only showed us a big lock." Jerry said.

Thank you, spell inprov. Alex thought.

"What about you, Alex? What did you see in your dream? Theresa asked.

"I don't remember." Alex lied.

"Oh, well, I guess we'll have to wait for them to go away." Jerry sighed, walking out of Alex's room, Theresa and Max following.

Alex sighed, collapsing back into her pillow. What the hell is wrong with me? I just kissed Justin and liked it! He's my brother!

Then again, he's kinda cute. A voice piped up in her head.

Yea. Wait-what?! What the hell was that?

Face it, you like him. Brother or not.

No, I don't. I like hot guys who I'm not related to. By blood, I might I add.

Alex, you'll have to admit it sometime. You can't fight it. If you do, these dreams are just gonna get worse.

Aren't you my conscious?

You could say that.

Aren't you suppose to tell me this is sooo wrong?

I'm suppose to tell you what's best for you. And right no, that's being in love with Justin.

But…

Ah! No buts, little lady. You've had these dreams for two weeks. It's time you listen to 'em.

Alex groaned, taking a pillow and stuffing her face into it.