Disclaimer: I don't own RFR or any characters… (Oh, and for the last chapter) I don't own the band Journey or any of their songs. I also don't own Star Trek.

Caalan4rfr: Thanks for being so supportive… I really like your stories too! And thanks for reminding me about the disclaimer… I had a brain lapse.

Allie-Dee: Thanks for seeing the reality. Glad you are enjoying it.

Minute-Obsessions: Looks like you get more:)

"Good Morning, passengers," The driver announced over the bus' intercom, waking Lily from her nightmarish sleep.

Dang, did I really sleep all the way here? I looked around as dreary commuters roused from their dreams and rubbed their tired eyes.

"We will be reaching our destination in promptly twenty minutes. Be sure to exit the coach in an orderly fashion and be sure not to bring all of you belongings with you: if you don't want it, what makes you think we do?"

I wanted so badly to call Travis and tell him I had safely arrived but I knew by now that my parents, Parker, Travis, Robbie, Ray (and probably even Grace) were in my living room with the town sheriff patiently waiting a phone call or my arrival. I'm sure Travis was off to himself contemplating telling my parents of my whereabouts. I didn't want to tip my parents off that Travis was being dishonest so I figured I would wait until I reached Elliot Ridge and email him from an internet café.

I had the strangest dream. I wish Travis was here with me. He could interpret it for me. Maybe it would even help me figure some things out about why I am running away. I hate this. I am running away. I have always been the rational one: helping others to face their problems. Why, when my friends needed me most, did I run out on them?

Maybe I should just write down my dream while I remember it and email it to Travis later.

Lily pulled her spiral and a pen out of her backpack and began writing…

"I was running around this Egyptian like maze, probably inspired from one of the video games I play, and it was slowly flooding with water. I was running around, trying to get out or trying to track something or someone down and I ran into a room of Borg... but they weren't really Borg. I start fighting this Borg and he was swinging and I was ducking, and I started to feel overwhelmed, like I knew it wouldn't end particularly well. I looked down and only to see flames swimming under the water. Just as I look up at the impending blow from the Borg, it flares from the water and saves my ass. The scared Borg scampered away when the flames engulf his legs. I walked out of the room in a daze and entered another room and just as a bunch of Star Trek the Next Generation characters came running in the driver woke us up with his announcement.

I put away the spiral and got ready to get off the bus and watched as we passed people in the streets on their way to work. Sandy over here was probably off to her job at Mary Kay and Joe over here on his way to the office. They had it good. The truth is I have it good too. Family and friends back home… so why am I here?

"Welcome to Elliot Ridge, Ontario," announced the driver.

Finally.

Wow it seemed so much longer when I was writing it. R and R and it might motivate me to write the naxt chapter sooner.