(A/N: Thank you all for the awesome reviews. I'm sorry it took so long for this chapter to get posted. I was allowed limited computer time for the past few weeks, so forgive me.:))

Chapter: 3 Phoenix, Arizona

She had finally gotten out. She ran as far as she could, over all the terrine that was in her way. She felt different spikes from different plants in her feet, but the flashlight that was being held by him made her keep running. Her long brown skirt got stuck on a branch of a small bush; she pulled it off and kept running.

She ran until her legs and arms were bloody, until she couldn't feel her nose from the cold December air, she ran until she found a street. Tears rolled down her eyes; she felt safe for the first time in seven months. She looked up and down the street; all her motions were jerky from the long run. The tears came out in sobs when she saw that the street was deserted.

On the other side of the desert and the road there was nothingness, the darkness of night covering the space, but she heard water running. She realized her kidnapper had taken her away from her little house close to the Strip down to Highway 93, right by the Hover Dam.

She looked towards the concrete edge, then back to the desert where his yells for her became louder. She ran to the edge, and looked over; she was standing over the side of the Dam.

"Liz, Stop!"

She whimpered and looked over her shoulder, he stood there, the flashlight focused on her tear stained face.

"Liz, come on, let's go back. It'll be better this time! Just get away from the edge!"

She gained control of her sobs, the tears still poured out a steady pace.

"Liz, please. I wouldn't lie to you." He took a deep breath then said, "I love you."

She turned and jumped, not caring what would happen, she just wanted to get as far as she could away from the man.

She felt her body hit the water; she felt the air being pushed out of her lungs as everything slowly faded to black.

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Allison waved her arms around trying to swim to the top of the Dam for air. She couldn't breath.

"Allison! Allison, breath! Allison!" Joe said as he shook her shoulders.

Allison took in a deep breath, then another and Joe let out a long breath. Allison sat up and looked around to confirm that she was indeed inside her room.

"Jesus, Allison." Joe said as he rolled off the bed and walked to the bathroom to rinse off his face.

Allison looked down at her arms. She expected to see scratches and cuts with blood from the run; she was surprised when her arms were unharmed. The dream had felt so real.

"Alright," Joe said as he reentered the room, there were still a few water drops on his face. "We're going to discuss this. This is the second night in a row when a dream had been so bad…what happened in this one?"

Allison looked around her room once again, taking everything in.

"I was running. Being chased. It was in Las Vegas again." She stopped, still in a daze from her dream.

"Well, that helped me understand what happened." He said as he climbed into the bed.

Allison rubbed her head.

"There is something big happening there." She said, trying to understand what she was saying. She wiped her forehead to find sweat droplets. She gave a heavy sigh and moved to the bathroom. She looked as bad as she did the other day.

"Allison, I don't know what's going on, but you should do something about it." Joe said from the bedroom, his voice sounding as if he was an inch from sleep.

"Yeah," Allison whispered looking as her reflection, "I need to do something about it."

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A few hours late, Joe opened his eyes from sleep to see the bedroom bathed in light. He sat up and looked at Allison's side of the bed, it was empty. He climbed out of the bed and went around their small three bedroom house looking for her.

He found her sitting in front of the computer, credit card in hand, and an atlas folded on her lap.

"Care to clue me in?" He asked, moving closer to look at the computer screen. She was at what are you doing?"

"I'm reserving a hotel room in Las Vegas for a few days." She answered without hesitating.

Joe looked like he was slapped across the face. After a few had blinks he asked,

"And who will be sleeping in this hotel?"

"I will." She said, reaching up to turn on the printer. "I'll only be gone a few days, if you really need to, you can call in my mother to look after the girls."

"Are we even going to discuss this!" Joe asked slowly getting angry.

Allison looked over at him; he saw the dark bags under her eyes.

"I need to do something about this. Yesterday I woke up in a fist fight, today I wasn't breathing in my sleep. You have to admit that there is something wrong with that."

"I agree, but what, you're off to Las Vegas without even talking to me!"

A paper started printing, providing the only noise in the angry silence.

"I'm sorry. I need to do this."

Joe left the room with his arms waving around his head, in silent anger.

Allison gave a small sigh, she hated when they would get in arguments, but she needed to find out what was happening. She looked back towards the door really quick before ripping the reservation confirmation out of the printer.

(A/N:I Know that these chapters are really short, but when I write them I imagine them happeningon the show, if I put too much in a chapter it won't be the same...idk. But as for the horrible spelling, I look to spell check, I know, It sucks but it's all I have! Please leave a review, and I'll try and post something really really soon! You guys are awesome. I'm going to have Sara and Allison meet next chapter! So leave me a review and tell me the best way to accomplish this! Thanks!)