Topanga was thinking. She thought about a lot of things and tried to make sense out of them. Cory had died. He was murdered. The murderer would not be found because the police were not looking into the case anymore. Shawn was helping her through this time. Topanga tried to think short and simple thoughts but she broke down. She started to cry and scream and throw up all at once. She ran all over the apartment throwing things around and then took a big pan and hit herself on the head. She fell to the floor, unconscious.
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Shawn had woken up for the second time and he had dreamed again. This time he dreamed he was in a car. It was Jack's car. Shawn wondered how he got there. Shawn was driving along until he and two other cars collided. They were Cory's car and Topanga's car. Topanga was fine but Cory was dead. Shawn, however, didn't seem to care about Cory though. He just went to see if Topanga was okay. When he saw she was, he went to check the damage on Jack's car. Nothing was wrong with it except the license plate. Instead of I8ABUG, it read 109HG3. And it looked like there had been a top layer that had been chipped off. Shawn remembered this point in his dream very vividly but didn't really think much of it. He decided to tell Topanga about it though.
When Shawn knocked on the door of Topanga's apartment, no one answered although he could hear the TV going. He tried knocking again, but still no one opened the door. Shawn finally used the keys that Topanga had given him yesterday to open it. The scene that met his eyes looked like a rhino had come in and caused complete chaos. Nothing was where it should be. Papers, food, plates, and chatchkis were all over the floor. Nervously he went to Topanga's bedroom and looked inside. Topanga was on the floor, unconscious. Shawn called 911 and they came and rushed her to the hospital. Shawn crossed his fingers tightly and wished with all his heart that Topanga was okay.
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It turned out she was. It was a week later and she and Shawn were at Cory's funeral. As Cory was being lowered into the grave (it was a graveside ceremony), Shawn still thought about his dreams. Could they mean anything? Topanga was crying but kept glancing at Shawn. He seemed to be worried about something. After the funeral, Topanga asked him what it was. Shawn said, "It's nothing. Well okay. It's something but I'll tell you back in your apt." "Ok," Topanga agreed.
Back in Topanga's apt., Shawn told her about his most recent dream and Topanga wondered if Jack could be involved in all this. She told Shawn this and he told her that he noticed Jack kept leaving the room whenever the subject of Cory was brought up. Shawn also took a bold step and told her about his other dream, about her and him making out. Topanga sort of laughed but blushed as well. They talked until night about this and that and then when Topanga was going to go to bed, Shawn kissed her goodnight and then started to walk away. Topanga called him back though and gave him a kiss, this longer and warmer. Then she smiled and said, "Good night Shawn." Shawn answered, "Good night Topanga." As Shawn closed the door, Topanga was ashamed of herself, but she liked the kiss. Maybe she and Shawn could… but no. Shawn was dating Angela. Oh well.
Author's Note: So, I know it's corny but I can either make it with a happy ending or a weird ending. Which should I do? (please tell me). The next chapter will either be the final one or the next to the final one. I'll get it up as soon as I decide which type of ending to use (which means the more reviews I get, the quicker I get chapter 4 up). Get it? J