(shot opens with us seeing Caleb asleep in one of the airplane seats. The book is resting against one side of the seat, and he's holding onto an empty glass)

He was walking down a hallway looking at the pictures that had been done of those before him. He could hear a sweet, almost familiar, voice coming out of a room at the end of it, and went to see who was there. He saw her sitting there with her sketch pad open, her blonde hair was pulled into a bun, but the light from the window next to them glistened off it, making it turn a strawberry blonde color at times. At first he did not take note as to what or who she was sketching, but then the movement caught his eye.

"If you don't stop fidgeting I'm going to mess up and give you a big nose or something worse," laughed Elena to her subject. Caleb turned and looked at him, taking in his details-Trevor Morley's eyes were the same shade, the depth of blue that Caleb's were, making one wonder if you could trust him while at the same time pulling you further into his world. Caleb remembered when he was just a young child, how Delia had told him that he and Trevor had more in common than just their eyes, but he never did ask her again what that meant.

He then looked at the picture and realized something-he had seen this picture before, it was up in the attic at the Manor-still only half way sketched like it was at the moment.

"Wait until you get my brother to sit here," he said as he glanced out the window again and onto the grounds below.

"Gregory will be simple compared to you. Trust me on that dear brother-in- law."

Just then Caleb felt a person walk past him and watched as the guard spoke to Trevor, "There are three women here who are traveling. They were wondering if they could possibly stay here for a few days to recuperate." Caleb heard his words, and then it hit him what he was dreaming about. He could feel his heart begin to beat just a little faster as he watched the rest of the conversation unfold.

"Well, this is a first-mortals actually asking to stay the night in the Manor."

"Should I tell them to keep going on towards Sighisoara?"

"No, we will put them up for a few days. What are their names?"

"Myra, Jasmine, and Cassandra. They did not give me a last name."

"Very well. Can we finish this later Elena?" he asked as he looked at her.

"Certainly," she smiled, getting up and giving him a kiss on the cheek before he left to meet his new guests.

"No! No! Do not do it-do not let them stay here!" yelled Caleb, though nobody could hear him.

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(These scenes are in real time, not a part of Caleb's dream)

"I'm bored," said Myra as she sat there in her chair filing her nails.

Her sister Cassandra was sitting on the couch reading a book, "Excuse me?" she said looking up.

"I said I'm bored," she said speaking louder and making her words more pronounced.

"Oh no you don't. I know where this is going."

"Of course you do," she said with a giggle. "You really are no fun."

"Jasmine! Get in here now!" she hollered as she jumped up and ran to the doorway.

"What is it? What's wrong?" said Jasmine as she ran in, a dish cloth still in her hands.

"Your sister here is bored," she said with her arms crossed in front of her.

"Well, this is just great. I really hate it when you both gang up on me," pouted Myra as she put down the nail file and looked at them both.

"Fine, we won't draw any early conclusions," said Jasmine as she gave Cassandra a look and sat down on the couch. "What would you like to do to cure your boredom today, Myra?"

"You know who I always found as the best people to play my little game with?"

"Who?" asked Jasmine as she rolled her eyes, knowing the answer already.

"The Morley's and Kovich's. It's been so long since I've seen Caleb, I think I will pay him a visit," she said getting up and going to her room.

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Caleb looked around, he was no longer in the room where Elena had been sketching Trevor's picture, but was now in a bed chamber. He heard footsteps and then saw Tara walk in the room-her beauty was almost as close to Olivia's, she actually somewhat mirrored Olivia's looks-with her dark auburn hair and brown eyes. Her smile though, as he had heard was one of pureness and sweetness-definitely not two words he would describe his wife.

"I mean I understand where Trevor is coming from, they asked to stay a few days and now it's going on two weeks," she said to Elena who followed her in. Watching these two made a slight smile appear on Caleb's face-it was a friendship that lasted no matter what the test-and then beyond death itself.

"Maybe once Gregory comes home they will finally leave. When they are together, and not apart for one reason or another they do seem to get more done that way," said Elena as she walked to the French doors where Caleb was standing and looked out the window. Her hands rested on her stomach, and Caleb frowned at knowing what was about to happen.

"Have you seen my broach? You know the one with the sapphires in it? I remember wearing it the night they left for the spring, but I haven't seen it since." said Tara sitting at her vanity.

"Let me go look in my room," said Elena as she walked out.

"Tara, are you busy?" asked Myra as she stood in the doorway. Again Caleb just watched her, wishing with all his might he could strangle this woman, or banish her to a far away land-but he knew the truth and knew what the future held. Trevor had been wrong when he called her mortal before, because mortals were lucky to live to 100. Myra and her sisters-well the last time he had seen them was probably a year after he killed Rafe, but he knew they were around-and Myra as always was creating havoc wherever she went in 2004, just like she did in 1635 with the Morley's and Kovich's.

"No, I am just looking for my favorite broach that is all," said Tara as she crumpled her brow in concentration as to what might have happened to it.

"I believe you took it off before to take a bath and it got kicked under the tub," smiled Myra slyly.

"Well, I suppose that could have happened," she said going into the bathroom and then coming out with the missing broach in her hand. "How did you know it would have been there of all places?"

"Because that's what I can do, I can tell you things that have happened in the past," smiled Myra.

"This is your fault, Myra!" yelled Caleb as he felt a tap on his leg and heard Olivia's voice pulling him back.

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"So what are we going to do about her newest cure for boredom?" asked Cassandra as she looked at her sister. Unlike Myra they both had the same hair color-a very soft, very light brown hair. Of course, the similarities stopped there. Cassandra, well she was more of the worrying type while Jasmine just went with it-didn't look back either. "Hello? Are you listening to me?"

"Yes, I'm listening to you. I was trying to tell you this nicely."

"What?"

"We're going to let her do her thing," she smiled and left the room.

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"Caleb, my love," said Livvie gently as she kneeled at his side. "Caleb, you were having a dream," she smiled up at him.

"I-I guess I was. Too much Cognac I suppose," he laughed as he looked at his empty glass. "Did I say anything odd?"

"You just said that something was Myra's fault."

"Really?" he laughed out loud, though Livvie could tell that he was slightly disturbed by whatever he dreamt of. "Do you know how far we are from Port Charles?"

"The pilot just called-that's what woke me up-we're half an hour away."

"Well, let's get strapped in and ready to land," he said getting up and throwing the book in the box again.

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"I know I didn't just hear you say that," said Cassandra as she burst into her sister's room.

"Cass-for someone who can see the future you sure do seem to not use it much."

"Oh really? Well, at least I don't just fly by the seat of my pants."

"You are right about that, and that's just what I'm going to do," she said pulling out her suitcase.

"Huh?" she said confused.

"I'm going to fly."

"To where?"

"Where Caleb and Rafe are of course-Port Charles, New York, USA," she said, beaming from ear to ear. She knew it would take Myra a few more days to figure out where they were, and she would probably wait for a big event to make her appearance, but Jasmine-she was going to go and get settled in before Myra tried to victimize them again.