Hi!
So, I hurt my arm a bit. So, I have to write with one hand. UGH. Anyways, It can't stop me from handing out chapters!
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Again, I reccomend listening to 'Don't Wake Me' by Skillet while reading..
Previously...On...Led Through Time!
The pain began. I clutched my head, screaming in pain
"It's okay, I'm here."
I was pretty much in a ball of tears, relying on The Doctor.
I collapsed, wondering if this was my death.
I soon heard noises coming from the hallway. Turning around, I wiped the tears from my eyes.
"Would you like some eggs, hon?"
She was wearing dark blue jeans, that were tight against her thin legs, which sat in a wheelchair.
I'd grown emotionally attached to this dream.
I don't wanna wake up.
"What if he's still out there? Traveling the stars, looking for you, searching all of space itself? What if he's just in the wrong dimention?"
Chapter 21
(Gracie)
Lizzie was acting weird. She had been since last month. But...why?
Questions floated through my head.
Why is she acting weird?
What does it have to do with Doctor Who?
Why is she so sad?
I'd imagine the quizzical look on my face at that moment.
A stern voice snapped me out of my thoughts. "Grace!"
I sighed and looked up at my very, very angry boss. She was maybe 50-60 years old, but did not weaken (Or in fact become nicer) with age. Ethel Gardinson wasn't the nicest lady by far. I would've quit by now, if it wasn't for the fact that I love this job
Oh, yeah. This job. I work at the library, and enjoy every minute of it. Or, maybe half the minutes, when Ethel's not yelling at me.
"Why aren't you doing your job?!"
I looked around. I was at the kids' reading table. "I am."
She scoffed. "So sitting at the kids' table thinking is your job?! Get back to work! And I'm pretty sure you left some books in the 'RETURN' box."
The words 'I hate my boss' were now the only thing on my mind.
Soon I found myself reading Left Behind. No matter how much I worked, the questions still lingered.
I had a mere half-hour before I returned home, and by now Lizzie had to be home by now. Tonight I was gonna ask. Tonight I was going to get my answers.
-0-0-
I went to bed I was thinking about you
Ain't the same since I'm living without you
All the memories are getting colder
All the things that I wanna do over
Went to bed I was thinking about you
I wanna talk and laugh like we used to
When I see you in my dreams at night
It's so real but it's in my mind
And now...I guess...
This is as good as it gets
-0-0-0
I asked Lizzie if we could talk, so we both sat nervously in the living-room.
"One month ago you started acting strange. Why?" I said. I wasn't taking chances. I just told her like it was an interrogation.
"I, uh, had a dream. It all made sense." She paused "Well, most of it, anyways." She paused again. "I was told I was never going to wake up. And, you know what?" I saw tears hidden in her eyes. "I did."
"Why didn't you tell me? I could've been there for you."
"I didn't want to trouble you."
"Liz, you never have to worry about anything like that. No matter what, I'm there for you."
Lizzie got up and hugged me.
I knew my information. I knew what I wanted to know. But, somehow, I wanted to know more.
-0-0-
Don't wake me
'Cause I don't wanna leave this dream
Don't wake me
'Cause I never seem to stay asleep enough
When it's you I'm dreaming of
I don't wanna wake up
-0-0-0
(Amber)
My phone rang.
'I'm still standing!' A Glee performance song sang out of my phone.
"Yes, Gracie?"
I stood up, walking past a table with a picture of my uncle on it.
"Amber, I need your help."
-0-0-0
I went to bed I was thinking about you
And how it felt when I finally found you
It's like a movie playing over in my head
Don't wanna look 'cause i know how it ends
All the words that I said that I wouldn't say
All the promises I made that I wouldn't break
It's last call, last song, last dance
'Cause I can't get you back, can't get a second chance
And now, I guess
This is as good as it gets
-0-0-0
I soon sat in a diner.
"What was Liz's dream about?"
"Wait...She told you about it?"
"Not really. Spill. Please."
"Ask her, I'm not telling."
"Ah, please!"
"You're desperate, aren't you?"
Gracie sat back in her wheelchair. "Completely."
I explained it, every detail Lizzie had told me. "That's all I know."
"Yes, thank you, bye." She said rushedly, before rolling away.
-0-0-0
Don't wake me
'Cause I don't wanna leave this dream
Don't wake me
'Cause I never seem to stay asleep enough
When it's you I'm dreaming of
I don't wanna wake up
Don't wake me
We're together just you and me
Don't wake me
'Cause we're happy like we used to be
I know I've gotta let you go
But I don't wanna be alone.
-0-0-0
(Lizzie)
I laid back on my bed.
Why?
Why this dream?
Why me?
Why did I wake up?
I've been listening to 'Don't Wake Me' By Skillet on repeat all day. Why did Gracie have to remind me?
By next month I'll get over it and forget. Again. The thing is, I don't want to forget. Never. I loved The Doctor. I truly did. You can't just stop. I thought of Amber's words again.
Traveling the stars, looking for you, searching all of space itself?
That made me feel better. But I knew the ache wouldn't stop. I'd felt the ache in my dream when I'd lost Gracie. She was my best friend. Well she still is, but in that version of reality, she was my best friend. And I lost her. I felt a certain ache, and it only subsided when I met The Doctor. The hero from my past, came to save me in my future. With open arms, even.
I closed my eyes, hot tears pouring down my face.
-0-0-0
These dreams of you keep on growing stronger
It ain't a lot but it's all I have
Nothing to do but keep sleeping longer
Don't wanna stop cause I want you back
-0-0-0
(Gracie)
I softly knocked on Lizzie's door. "It's Gracie."
After a second I heard a reply. "Come in."
I entered her room. "I understand what you're going through."
"Gracie, you don't. You really, really don't." She paused "You don't understand losing someone so, so, so close to you. Even if it's not real. You don't understand the pain."
"Ok, maybe I don't. I can still help you through this though. No matter what, we'll make it together."
She laughed, more tears coming out of here eyes. "No matter what." She got up and hugged me.
-0-0-0
Don't wake me
'Cause I don't wanna leave this dream
Don't wake me
'Cause I never seem to stay asleep enough
When it's you I'm dreaming of
I don't wanna wake up
Don't wake me
We're together just you and me
Don't wake me
'Cause we're happy like we used to be
I know I've gotta let you go
But I don't wanna be alone.
-0-0-0
(Lizzie)
I still had questions. I know Gracie made me feel better, but questions lingered.
Was Amber right?
Why did I have the dream?
Was this the dream and the dream was reality?
How long until I find out?
-0-0-
I went to bed I was thinking about you
'Cause I don't wanna leave this dream
It ain't the same since I'm living without you.
'Cause I never seem to stay asleep enough
I know I've gotta let you go
But I don't wanna wake up
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Mad Girl With A Keyboard: This one was more aimed to make people sad. How'd I do? You can't have Moffat as a father. MINE! Gimme thoughts! :D
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