I love you people. Like I'm literally in love with you! Your reviews are so awesome. Hope you enjoy this next chapter, a little less dream (sorry) and a little more plot movement in this one.

Justin woke up with a hard dick. He'd been sleeping naked these days because it seemed like a waste to change pajamas, sometimes multiple times in the night. He was starting to really think there was something wrong with him. He didn't even have this many wet dreams when he was first hitting puberty. It didn't make sense. He'd had plenty of sex dreams before, but they didn't push him to the edge like these were. Those other dreams weren't anywhere near as intense, or realistic.

The last thing he remembered was Alex sucking on his dick. The feeling of her warm wet mouth bobbing up and down, her mass of wavy hair tickling his thighs, her soft moans – it was all too much. He looked down at his erection with furry. He kicked his covers off, grabbed his bathrobe and headed to the shower.

He turned the water on cold and stepped in, shrieking at the feeling of the icy water on his naked body. After a few minutes of pain, he looked down only to see his cock sneering defiantly back up at him. He couldn't take it anymore. He turned the temperature of the water up and it began to get warmer. Steam filled the shower and Justin layed his head against the wall. He beat his fist against the tile once, desperate for the thoughts going through his mind to disappear. Defeated, he closed his eyes and, despite hating himself for it, he lowered his left hand to his cock.

Alex woke up in the middle of the night. She'd been having another dream. Although she was getting used to them, she was beginning to wonder if something strange was going on.

She tossed around for a little while trying to get back to sleep, at one point she even turned her iPod on and stuck the headphones in her ears. Anything to distract her from this restless feeling. Frustrated, she kicked her covers off and headed to the bathroom. The music pounding in her ear kept her from hearing that the shower was on. She saw the door was cracked and walked in.

She was shocked to see the hazy shape of her brother's naked body through the glass door of the shower. She gasped and pulled the headphone out of her ears. She turned to leave but then stopped when she heard him let out a moan. Oh my God, she thought. Is this another dream?

She stepped outside of door into the hallway. She looked around trying to determine if she were dreaming. She pinched herself. It hurt. Did that prove it? She was confused and still half asleep, trying to decide what to do. Then she heard him again. Her curiosity got the better of her and she peeked back into the bathroom.

The shower was filled with steam, but she could make out his arm motion clearly enough to know he was jerking off. She seemed hypnotized by watching this private moment of her brother. She knew now that she wasn't dreaming. This was too real. Yet she couldn't make herself stop watching. It was as if she were in a trance, and his power over her had returned. She refused to acknowledge the tension growing between her legs.

Suddenly his breath got faster and his hand started to pump harder. Her eyes bulged as she saw him lean forward a little and let out a groan of exertion. She knew he was cumming. Then the realization that he might turn around at any moment hit her. She began backing quietly back out the door when she heard his voice again. "Alex!" She gasped. Shit! He caught me. She looked up, expecting to see his furious face. But he was still facing the wall.

"Oh fuck, Alex!" He was moaning her name. Alex froze at the sight of him emptying his cock while saying her name. She was shocked. She didn't know what to think.. The water turned off, snapping Alex back into reality. She turned and ran out of the door slamming it behind her then leaning against it. Her head was spinning.

Justin turned his head just soon enough to see a black ponytail fly out of the bathroom and the door slam. "Oh my God," he said out loud. His heart dropped into his stomach, and panic flooded his veins. He opened the glass door and pulled a towel around him. "Alex!" he yelled after her. He opened the bathroom door and she fell into his hard wet chest.

Alex jumped and turned to face her brother who looked like he was about to cry. Her heart was pounding and she suddenly had the urge to reach out to him, but instead she ran into her room, mortified.

Justin ran his hand over his face. What am I going to do? Oh my God, she thinks I'm sick. I am sick! What the fuck am I going to do? He went to his room and got dressed, trying desperately to think of what to say to her. His worry over his little sister outweighed his embarrassment. He had to see her and try to explain, somehow, even if it was to tell her that he would leave that night, and she'd never have to see him again.

Alex sat on her bed, stunned and speechless. She had her back to her door, staring out the window into the night. Then she heard her door open, and knew it was him.

"Alex.." he whispered, his body shaking with fear. She didn't move, just faced the window like a stone statue. He moved a little closer to her, but saw her body tense and he stopped. He was so disgusted with himself. The last thing he ever wanted to do was hurt her. He needed to just say what he'd come to say and leave, forever.

"I'm sorry, Alex. I didn't want you to see that. Hell.. I didn't want that to have happened."

"Why, Justin?" She whispered and he could tell by her voice that she was crying. This broke his heart and a tear fell down his cheek.

"I don't know what's happened to me lately. I've been having.. Something's happening to me, and I can't explain it. I know I'm a horrible person, but I don't mean to be.. I don't know if you can believe that." He was staring into the carpet, completely at a loss for what to say.

"It just," he continued slowly. "It's these d.. dreams. About us.."

"What?" Alex stood up and looked at him. Her face was furious. Justin crawled inside of himself a little more, and looked away from her. "So it was you?" she practically screamed at him. "You've been doing this to me all this time?" He looked up at her, confused. He wasn't sure if he still knew what she was talking about. "Did you think it was funny, Justin?" He tried to say no but she cut him off. "Do you know how much agony I've been in.. for weeks!"

That really confused him. "What? Alex, what are you talking about?"

"The dreams! You just said.. So what did you do? Put a spell on me?"

"No! Alex, what? I.. I didn't do anything to you, I swear!" but it felt like a lie. He felt like he'd been violating her in his dreams for a month now. But she couldn't know that, could she?

"You said dreams! You know about the dreams!" she was hysterical and tears poured down her face. He wanted to hold her, comfort her. But he didn't dare touch her right now.

"Yeah.. but wait you know about the dreams?" Oh God..

"Of course, what did you think I would forget them when I woke up? Guess you forgot that little part of the spell." She turned around to face the window, crossing her arms in front of her. How could he do this to me? Did he hate me or something?

"Alex, I really don't know what you're talking about. I was talking about my dreams. I didn't put a spell on you, I swear to God." The desperation in his voice made her turn around and face him again. Now she was the one who was confused.

"What?"

Justin sighed and sat down on the bench at the end of her bed. She moved back from him slightly, and he wanted to punch the wall. I scare her, I am a monster. Justin put his hands to his face and pulled them together as if he were saying a prayer. He couldn't look at her.

"I don't know why.. but for a while now, I've been having.. I've been having dreams about you.. uh, about us." She gasped and he took it as horror. He looked into her eyes and found that he was right. She was frozen with her jaw hanging open. "I'm sorry, Alex." Tears were pouring down his face now. "I've tried everything to make them stop, but I can't! They, they're so explicit, and… graphic, and I.." He stopped talking and dropped his face back into his hands.

Just then he practically jumped out of his seat when he felt a soft hand touch his shoulder. "Justin.." she whispered. "Promise me you didn't do this."

He looked up into her eyes and she knew he wouldn't lie to her. "I swear Alex. I didn't mean for any of this to happen. I'd never hurt you. I'll, I'll leave tonight. I'll go away somewhere. I'll do anything.." He broke down into full desperate sobs.

Alex knelt down and wrapped her arms around her brother's neck, rocking him like a baby. She couldn't believe this was all happening. "Justin, I…" Her voice shook and she wasn't sure if she could get the words out.

Justin looked up at her. He should push her away. He wasn't sure if he was in danger of losing control around her like in his dreams, but he couldn't bring himself to break their touch. Her skin felt so good on his. It was nothing like the dreams. It brought him a calming feeling, like being home. "You don't have to say anything, Alex."

Her body shivered when he said her name. "Justin, I do." She stood up slowly letting him go, and looked down at him. His eyes were so full of concern, and pain. She'd do anything to take it away. "I've been having dreams too." Her voice was so low when she said it she didn't know if he could hear her, she hoped she wouldn't have to say it again.

Justin stood up and walked to her with a look of intensity on his face. "You have?" His voice squeaked and she nodding.

"Yeah, and they're.. well they're just like you said. I don't know why it's happening, Justin." She fell into his chest crying and he pulled his arms around her. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. She'd been dreaming about him too? But why? He wasn't sure she fully understood what he meant by explicit. Surely her dreams were nothing like his, he hoped.

"Alex, when did they start?"

"I don't know," she sniffed into his shirt. "After school got out. Maybe like a month ago. But it has been every single night." His arms dropped from around her and she looked up at him.

"Alex, I.. I have to ask you something, but you don't have to answer it if you don't want to okay?" She nodded and he sat back down, putting some space between them. "Do you.. remember the first dream?" He saw her nod out of the corner of his eye, but didn't look at her. "Was… was it on the couch?" She gasped and he looked up at her with his jaw clenched. He realized she had been dreaming the same dreams as him. And that's when he knew it… this was magic. "Come with me, Alex." He grabbed her wrist and headed to the lair. When they got there he grabbed the book of forbidden spells and flipped it open.

"Justin, what are you doing?" Alex was confused, but a little relieved to have left the crying and awkward conversation. Even though she didn't know what was going on, this felt more like the real Justin, like old times. She watched as he found the page he'd been looking for.

"The Dream Lovers spell. This has to have been it. Somebody must have put this spell on us. Alex, are you sure you didn't mess up – "

"I didn't do this, Justin!" Now it really felt like old times.

"Sorry," he whispered as he went back to reading the spell.

"It says that the two people who the spell was cast on will keep having the dreams until the reverse spell is done."

"There's a reverse spell?" she squeaked excitedly.

"Well…" he sighed, fingering a torn piece of paper. "There was. Somebody ripped it out."

"But who would do this to us?"

Just then, the door to the lair flew open and they both jumped. Justin slammed the book shut and hid it behind him. They looked up to see their dad eyeing them suspiciously.

"Uh, just wanted to let you guys know Max is coming home this weekend for a visit."

"Okay dad," they both said together.

"You guys aren't up to any trouble right?"

"No," they both said again.

Jerry sighed and rolled his eyes. "Whatever, I don't have time for this. I have to finish preparing the house for Max's visit. We still haven't found his conscience so anything you guys don't want destroyed, you better hide."

With that he left and Justin and Alex looked at each other in horror. Then once again in unison said, "Max!"

Sorry for the lack of steaminess, but I really like this chapter. My goal has been to make the awake Justin and Alex as in character as possible, and well.. you know all about dream Jalex by now. LOL They're the kinky freaks. Anyway, I promise lots of sexy time in the next chapter.

P.S. I totally skipped class this morning to finish this chapter. Not good. But next week is the last week of the semester and then I'll have lots of free time over winter break. Can't wait to take this further.