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Author's Note: Tenshi, you'll see a part in here that we talked about, I hope you recognize it.

Dreams Are Made To Understand

Hunter stalked back and forth in front of Blake's room. The stupid nurse was in there changing his bandage or something ridiculous that caused Hunter to have to be out here. This was completely ridiculous, he should be in there. He turned to the wall and kicked it.

"Son. There is no reason for you to do that."

Hunter turned toward his father, still glaring, "Yes there is. He's in there, helpless. I'm out here, fine. There is something wrong with this picture and it's not the way I'm acting."

His father walked over to him and gently, but firmly, placed his hand on Hunter's shoulder, "How you were supposed to know what they were going to do? You couldn't know. I know that had you known you would have stopped Blake, I have no doubt with that."

"Of course I would have stopped him. Why? Why did they do that?"

"I don't know. Why did you ever do things like that?" He heard the gentle voice of his mother and turned his head slightly in her direction, "We have wondered that. But you don't do this anymore. I'm sure it'll run out of Blake's system."

"Or his friends will run out." Hunter muttered moving away from his Dad and leaning against the wall. "Shouldn't Blake be awake yet? He hasn't woken up at all."

"I know sweetie, but the doctor said Blake will be fine."

"But him staying unconscious for so long, that's not good."

"Look Hunter," His Dad began, "We'll get through this. Blake will be fine."

His mother came and put touched his arm, "Maybe you should go home, get some rest."

Hunter's jaw dropped in disbelief, "What?!"

"You haven't gotten any sleep." His mother explained shooting a quick glance at her husband.

"I'm fine. Blake's doing the sleeping."

"Son, I know you're worried, believe us, we are too. But there's no reason for you to be hurting yourself while Blake recovers. The doctor said he was fine, he just needs some rest."

"Then shouldn't we be here for him when he wakes up?"

"Hunter, why don't you go outside and get some fresh air." His mother said placing her arm around him, "it always helps you out."

"But—"

"Hunter, it's not like we're asking you to abandon your brother. We're here for him. Just take a short break and then come back."

Hunter sighed in defeat. He walked briskly away from his parents and stalked outside. This was completely ridiculous, where else was he going to go? As if he would be able to do anything while Blake was in the hospital in pain? Didn't they know that? He went over to a bench that was just outside the hospital and sat down. He hated this. It was completely ridiculous. He leaned forward and stared blankly into the parking lot.

Nothing dazed him as he sat glaring into the full parking lot. He only thought of Blake and how ridiculous and messed up everything was. It wasn't until he felt an arm move slowly around his shoulder and lightly rub his arm that he was brought back to the here and now. He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that it was Rachel. She was smiling softly at him, and he realized that at this moment he was glad to have her touch there and he slowly turned his gaze back to the parking lot and continued his thinking.

Hunter leaned against the wall watching his brother inhale and exhale. It wasn't right. Blake wasn't supposed to be in the hospital anymore. Hunter hadn't realized what this, being in a hospital bed, had meant until he watched in horror as his little brother was brought in after a daring race.

When he was 13, Hunter and a group of his friends, had decided that it would be fun to race down Death Hill. It was pretty fun…although not for his bike. It had taken forever to fix it and so Hunter hadn't been able to be in the races that year. His Dad had helped him after the grounding was finished. After that Hunter and his friends would do other things, like racing around the track at night with no lights on. It wasn't anything big, but it was enough. It was somewhat fun.

And sure he had ended up in the hospital a few times, but it wasn't anything big for him. He was in the hospital and out in no time at all. He had continued that lifestyle, bringing Blake along. But Blake was always more responsible and reasonable then he was, he thought things through. He was more sociable then Hunter was, not that Hunter was lacking friends, he had friends, it just took a bit longer to make them whereas Blake had it easy.

Then Hunter had gotten the call. The call that told him his little brother was in the hospital. To see his little brother in the hospital bed…he couldn't handle it. It was at that time that Hunter realized it was his fault. He had caused his brother pain. So he decided that he would keep an extra close eye on his brother. He didn't trust a lot of those new guys that came to the track and said that they wanted to be Blake's friends; all Hunter saw them as was a threat. Something there to hurt Blake.

And then they appeared in this weird world, Blake had found more friends. How did he know whether or not they weren't going to try to get him to do something? He didn't. But that Tori…Hunter glanced back towards the door, wondering if she was still there. There was such pain in her voice when she said he was hurt. Could she really care?

Did she really and truly care that Blake was hurt? Had she not wanted that?

Perhaps she didn't.

He knew what he needed to do.

Giving one last look at Blake he walked over to the door. Stepping outside he looked both ways and saw the waiting room at the end of the hall. Slowly he made his way to the end and saw her sitting there. She wasn't reading anything or watching the TV, instead she just sat and was looking silently, quietly out the window.

"Tori?"

She looked up at him, "Hunter? Is Blake okay?" She stood up at once and he watched as her eyes flickered back to the hallway.

"Yeah, he's…well as fine as he can be after…Lothor?"

He watched her look down at the ground and then back up, "Yes, Lothor."

"Can I talk to you for a minute?" There was a look of confusion that crossed her face before she nodded, "Do you mind if we do it in Blake's room?"

"No, not at all."

"Thanks."

The two walked back down the hall and quietly entered Blake's room. He was still asleep…or unconscious, he preferred the word sleep over unconscious. After they got in he shut the door. "You know something."

"What do you mean?"

"Please, just don't. Blake was excited about something and it had to do with you guys, so just tell me."

He watched as Tori deliberated for a minute before deciding that she would tell him. She then launched into this fantastical story about power rangers and saving the world and a villain named Lothor. He and Blake were there, but their parents were died, leaving them alone. She explained about a few other things and then stopped looking at Hunter carefully.

Finally Hunter was able to speak again, "How do I know you're telling the truth?"

She slightly frowned, "You don't. But Blake knows. He saw some of that and…I think you should trust him." Her voice was very gentle, "Hunter we don't want to hurt you."

He had to sit down, his head was reeling, "That's crazy."

"I know it seems so, but can you explain why the whole world is different?"

He couldn't and he knew it. Slowly he shook his head looking at Blake, "So Blake…"

"Lothor attacked and he fell off a hill…he ended up hitting his head on a rock."

"He wasn't wearing his helmet?"

"Dustin said they had taken them off for a moment to talk."

"Is Dustin in the hospital?"

"He was actually able to morph quickly and keep Zurgane, the one who attacked Blake, off for a few minutes until the rest of us got there."

"I thought you said Lothor did this."

"He did in a way, he ordered the attack and Zurgane works for him."

Hunter felt his shoulders sag and knew he could do nothing to stop it. He was quiet for a few minutes, "So where are your Blake and Hunter?"

He looked up and saw her cheeks redden at that question, she was embarrassed. Why? "Um…" Tori began and then looked down and slightly shook her head, "we actually don't know. They're gone and we're not sure."

"Do you think they're where we should be?"

"That's definitely a possibility, but Cam hasn't been able to figure anything out."

"So we're stuck?"

"I suppose. We are trying to reverse it though, whatever happened."

Hunter watched Tori, "So how close were you guys with us?"

"I'd say fairly close."

Hunter looked at Tori, "You and I?"

"We were friends."

Understanding came to Hunter as he watched Tori's eyes flicker to Blake, "And Blake?"

Her cheeks flushed and she bit her lip, "Close…like others."

He felt a smile pull at his lips as he realized why she had sounded worried. Even though this wasn't the Blake she cared for, he was Blake and that was enough for her to worry about. This was why she hadn't left the hospital. This was why she had gotten Hunter to the hospital and in to see Blake, Blake would have wanted it, and she cared for his little brother.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome."

She stayed and they talked for a bit before she held her finger up. She quickly pulled a phone out of her pocket. "It's Shane, let me talk to him, I'll be back."

Hunter watched her as she left the room. He turned and looked back at Blake. Blake was still lying there, he hadn't moved. It was driving him crazy. He then looked back at the door and thought of Tori.

Knowing that she cared about Blake, seeing how her thoughts were on him, he suddenly trusted her. He somehow knew that she wouldn't do anything to harm Blake and in turn Hunter. In fact Hunter found that he kind of liked her as a…somewhat friend. He realized that he had never had those kind of feelings for Kristy. She had been a part of Blake's life and Hunter had accepted that but…perhaps Tori might be better for Blake then Kristy was. He had known Kristy for years, but thinking about it now he realized that she and Blake had grown apart, perhaps that was why Blake wasn't too upset about them not being together her. He realized that he wouldn't mind seeing Tori just a bit more as long as Blake wanted her there.

And seeing as they might be in this world a bit longer then he wanted…for who knows how long…Rachel drifted into his mind. He shook that thought away, he wanted to go back home. But if he they couldn't get back to their parents, and him to Rachel, then being here seemed like an acceptable second. Besides, if Blake cared about Tori like she did him, then perhaps things wouldn't be so bad.

Except Rachel wouldn't be with him.

As long as his brother was happy, he would be happy. He nodded and decided to stay with that process.

Hunter didn't realize how long he had been sitting there until he noticed that it was dark out. He sat up all of a sudden.

"Hunter are you alright?"

He turned to the gentle voice beside him, "Rachel? You're still here?"

"Your parents called me and told me about Blake. I'm so sorry. I'm sure he'll be fine."

"I can't do anything. Anything." His voice was louder this time.

"Hunter that's not true."

"My parents are in there, with the doctor and where am I? Out here. Blake needs me and I…I couldn't do anything for him." By the end of his short outburst Hunter was barely above a whisper.

"That's not true, you got him help on time. That's saying a lot you know? I know that it's hard for you, especially since you think it's your fault, but blaming yourself for this is not going to cause Blake to get any better."

"It—"

She moved her arm from around his shoulders and took one of his hands in hers, "It's not Hunter. Listen to me. Think carefully about Blake, is he going to want you to blame yourself?"

"No."

"Exactly. So don't blame yourself. I know that's easier said than done, especially for you, but try."

Hunter turned to the parking lot. What else did he have to work with? If he tried, he could do that. Rachel did know him and yet it still frustrated him that he didn't know her. She knew how he felt and even what she was going to say. She was just right for him, and yet it wasn't for him it was someone else.

"Do you want to go in and see how he's doing?" Rachel asked.

"Yeah."

Smiling she stood and waited for him to stand. He followed her suit and the two walked into the hospital together. Hunter didn't have any problems because he knew exactly where Blake's room was.

Once there he knocked quietly on the door and went in. His mom was in a chair by Blake's bed, "Hunter, you're back. How are you feeling?"

His eyes flickered to the bed and he shrugged, "As good as I can be all things considering."

"I know."

Hunter stayed in the room along with Rachel and his Mom. His Dad came in a few minutes later and sat by his Mother.

Hunter slowly started thinking about everything. He wished that he had realized what was going to happen earlier and then he could have gotten Blake out of the race. Then again, things might have still somehow gotten out of control. What he wanted was to be back in a world that made sense.

He looked at his parents. He loved them both deeply, but to be in a world where things made sense, that would be just perfect, as about as perfect as it could be. He then remembered back to what Blake had said, 'I thought if I wished it, don't laugh, then we would go back.'

Thought if he wished it.

If Blake wished it.

Then Hunter remembered a bit further back.

Shane's birthday…the cake…the presents…

The fight…splitting up…he and Blake teaming up…

Desperately wanting to see their parents…

Late at night…thinking…hoping…wishing…

Wishing for their parents. Wanting them so much that it hurt.

Going to sleep with that same wish in his head.

The wish! Everything clicked into place for Hunter and he realized Blake's other comment, 'We're stuck.' The thought of Blake's other comment, 'Because that's what I was doing the last night I remember being there.' Flooded into his mind. Blake and he had both wished it. So perhaps then they both needed to…maybe just maybe…

Hunter's eyes moved back to his motionless brother. How could it work if Blake was unconscious…unless…unless maybe it would be on Blake's mind as he slept. Maybe just maybe.

Then again…he should wait. Waiting was good. It wasn't so bad to do…wasn't so hard.

Blake still wasn't awake now even though it was after midnight. Hunter looked at the clock on the wall, it was actually almost 2 in the morning. He felt his eyes slowly closing without his permission. He struggled to keep them open, but an overwhelming sense of exhaustion fell over him causing his eyelids to close further. Finally, without his decision they fell closed slipping him into unconsciousness with his thoughts filled only of his brother being better and he and Blake going back to the other world.