Chapter four, in which things get interesting.

My first attempt at a family guy Fan fic, tell me what you think, but first: Disclaimers and all that crap.

Family guy is owned by: Seth MacFarlene

Idea is owned by: Hyperforcego over on Deviantart, I just got permission to turn it into a story

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She was falling, the wind whipped around her and stung her face.

She had no idea what was going on, all she could feel was the sense of falling and an extreme pain.

She started to fall faster, she hurt more. Before she could even get an idea of what had changed she slammed full force into the water.

The water filled her lungs and eyes and ears, and everything, it made her head hurt worse and she started to trash about, trying to swim free.

She pushed, but no matter how hard she tried she was trapped beneath the water.

"Open your eyes." A voice whispered in her ear, desperate.

"Open your eyes." It came again, louder this time.

She felt strong arms wrap themselves around her.

"Please Meg… Open your eyes." She struggled for a minute before her eyes snapped open.

Immediately the water faded from around her and she found herself floating in a dark void.

She gasped and started coughing, blood and water coming out of her mouth.

This continued for a minute while the arms rubbed her stomach gently before Meg finally coughed up all the water and started gasping, taking in as much air as she could handle.

After awhile the panic she had felt ebbed and she allowed herself to fall limp in the arms.

"Are you all right?" Ayumu asked, still holding her upright.

Meg, unable to speak, just nodded and leaned back against him.

Ayumu gently sat down and held her in his lap, setting his chin on her head.

They stayed like that for a long time before Ayumu broke the silence.

"What happened?"

Meg swallowed and let out a bitter laugh.

"My dad decided to have a contest with my brother to see who could hit me with rocks, one of them got me in the head, didn't see which, probably my dad." Meg sighed. "Hopefully I'm in an ambulance on my way to the hospital right now."

She felt Ayumu's grip on her tightened and he stayed silent for a few seconds.

"Meg… Do you know where you are?" He finally asked.

"I'm dreaming, where else would I be?" Meg was confused, why was he asking her this?

"Meg… You're on the plane in between life and death." He kissed her head. "If I hadn't gotten you out of the water when I did, you would be dead."

Meg sucked in her breath. "There's… There's more to it than that, isn't there?" She asked, her voice wavering.

Ayumu sighed.

"You're a perceptive one… You see, it won't matter that you're not technically dead, you're not going to be able to wake up, in essence, you're in a permanent coma." He rubbed his hands up and down her arms.

Meg felt tears prickle her eyes.

"T-There has t-to be a w-way for me t-to wake up, d-doesn't there?" She asked, looking around desperately, her voice choked with sadness.

Ayumu paused thoughtfully.

"There is one way, but you may not like it." He sighed.

"What is it?" Meg asked, turning around to look him in the eyes.

"You have to become a half ghost, essentially half dying." He sighed. "Sort of like that one kid, I can't really use names or locations due to an agreement we have with him." He sighed and looked off into the void. "Meg, if you decide to go through with this, your whole life's going to change, you'll become a target for ghost attacks rather than just something in the way, I won't be able to help you, my kind only have our big powers in the dream realm."

"Your kind?" Meg asked, temporarily ignoring the rest to seek out an answer for that.

Ayumu gave a small smile. "Dream walkers, we're a type of ghost." Feeling Meg stiffen next to him he quickly continued. "Not all ghosts are bad, there are a lot of us who want to help people." He gently bumped his forehead against her's. "Like I want to help you."

Meg stared into his eyes, the deep orange suddenly making her feel chills go up her spine.

She took several deep breaths as she tried to sort her thoughts out. It was true, he had never shown any ill intent towards her, even healing her arm somewhat. And he seemed genuinely trustworthy.

"Why do you want to help me?" She asked, resisting the urge to draw away from him, afraid of what would happen.

"The fact that you're human and know when you're dreaming alone is enough to make me want to help you." He smiled slightly. "But I honestly don't want to see someone die over some stupid thing their family did."

Meg thought for a while, about him, about his plan, and about the possible consequences to her actions if she went with this, and finally, about what life would be like afterwards.

Finally, she sighed and nodded. "Okay, what do I need to do?"

Ayumu helped her stand up.

"First off, remember how I told you whatever I do in the dream realm will have a partial influence on you in real life?"

Meg slowly nodded, her eyebrows rising.

"Well, first we need to get back to the dream realm, then I need to kill you." Meg cracked a smile. "No, I'm serious." Her smile faded.

"You're sure this will work." She asked as he lifted her up and they started flying at a high speed.

"There's a 50/50 chance it won't work, but you're as good as dead if we don't try, so we might as well try."

Meg stared at him for another minute before dipping her head, she wasn't going to protest, she knew that no matter how much she did she would end up letting him do it.

"Okay Meg, I need your help on this, let your mind wander, it should create a door to the dream realm for us." Ayumu said, still flying.

Meg paused for a moment before closing her eyes and letting her thoughts go wild.

She had no idea how long she stayed like that, but eventually Ayumu nudged her.

"Okay, we're in the dream realm." He said, setting Meg down.

Meg opened her eyes and looked around, they were in a field, the grass came up to her hips and seemed to twist into itself.

She turned around to face him.

"Meg." He started to float. "I won't lie to you." A large orb of ectoplasm formed in his hands. "This is gonna hurt."

He let it build up for a few moments and Meg thought for a moment before quickly changing her clothes right as he sent the blast at her.

"I'm sorry Mrs. Griffen, but the odds of your daughter coming out of this coma are highly unlikely." Was the first thing she heard as she woke up.

"This can't be happening." Her mother's voice was choked with tears.

She had to open her eyes, she had to see what was going on.

The doctor and her mother were standing by her bed, her mother's eyes were red and she was holding Stewie.

"Mom?" Meg asked, her voice hoarse.

Lois turned to face her.

"Meg!" She cried happily, almost instantly by her daughter with her free arm wrapped around her. "I was so worried."

Meg stiffened for a moment before wrapping her uninjured arm around Lois.

"I'm okay mom…" She looked at her hand, the tips of the fingers turned invisible for a few moments. "I'm okay…"

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What do you think? Feedback is greatly appreciated on how to make my story better.

Note to reviewer of last chapter:

Sin Piedad: First FG fanfic you've ever read? I'm honored.