Rory woke up in the middle of the night and was unable to get back to sleep. Louise and Madeleine were fast asleep, and Paris was still under heavy medication. But Rory needed to talk to someone.

She picked up her cell phone, wrapped a blanket around herself, and tottered outside to sit on the steps.

She dialled the familiar number and waited.

"Hello?" a groggy voice answered.

"Dean? I don't think he likes me anymore!"

"Rory?"

"I'm sure he doesn't like me. He likes HER," she went on.

"Do you still like him?"

"I don't know! Yes! No! I don't know!"

"It's simple Rory. Yes or no?"

"Yes."

"Then don't expect him to do all the work. Go out and make him yours," Dean advised.

"Dean?"

"Yeah, Ror?"

"Thanks."

"Goodnight Rory."

"Night."

Rory was halfway to Tristan's cabin when she realised the inappropriateness of it all.

* He's asleep. And he has to get up early. And SHE'S there. What was I going to do anyway? *

She turned back around.

* I'll write him an email as soon as I get home. What's the rush anyway? *

She went back to bed and eventually fell asleep.

The dream she had was very vivid…

Rory was sitting in her room at home with Dean. And she was singing to him.

There's a boy I know
He's the one I dream of
Looks into my eyes
Takes me to the clouds above

Dean:(mm hm)
Oo I lose control
Can't seem to get enough

Dean:(uh-huh)
When I wake from dreaming
Tell me if it's really love

Dean:(hoo)

How Will I Know
Dean:(Girl,trust your feelings)
How Will I Know
How Will I know
How Will I know
 
How will I know if he really loves me
I say a prayer with every heartbeat
I fall in love whenever we meet
I'm asking you cuz you know about these things
How Will I know if he's thinking of me
I try to phone but I'm too shy

Dean:(can't speak)
Falling in love is so bittersweet
This love is strong, why do I feel weak?

Rory bolted up in bed.

* Wow! But I already know I love him. Stupid dream. Doesn't help me at all! *

Rory rolled over and fell back asleep immediately.

The next dream was different.

She was siting at a table at the Chilton cafeteria, eating a sandwich. Paris, Louise and Madeleine were siting across from her sipping on colas. All of a sudden the three girls got up from their seats and a spotlight went on them. Music started, Paris started singing, and Louise and Madeleine started clicking their fingers:

I know something about love
You've gotta want it bad
If that guy's got into your blood
Go out and get him
If you want him to be the very part of you
That makes you want to breathe
Here's the thing to do
Tell him that you're never gonna leave him
Tell him that you're always gonna love him
Tell him, tell him, tell him, tell him right now
I know something about love
You gotta show him it and make him
See that moon up above
Reach out and get it
If you want him to
Make your heart sing out
And if you want him to
Only think of you
Tell him that you're never gonna leave him
Tell him that you're always gonna love him
Tell him, tell him, tell him, tell him right now

Again Rory bolted up in bed. This time though, she felt inspired.

She looked at the clock: 4:36AM.

"Good enough," Rory said. "Madeleine. Louise. Wake up! I need your help."