Guiding Light

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Summary: Shawn Farrell has a gift, but all gifts come at a price. Or maybe this is just a down side to his gift. There's only one way to find out.

A/n: I lost the plot for this story. Oops! This story is gonna turn AU after Sunday, I just know it… CARTER ROCKS! Too bad Billy Campbell can't keep a job in Hollywood. whines

Disclaimer: The 4400 belongs to USA… and Carter belongs to the OC… even though this has nothing to do with Carter…

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"Awakened"

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Shawn woke up. If you could call it waking up. Physically he stayed in the coma. Stuck there. Not being able to get out of it. But Shawn was aware. Although he didn't know that what he was aware of wasn't the real world.

He still couldn't move. But he could see through his own eyes. He looked around and saw everyone. Devon, Liv, Jordan, James, Dewey, Wayne. Everyone from the 4400 Center.

Then on the opposite side of the room was Uncle Tommy, Aunt Linda, Mom, Danny, Nikki, Kyle, Diana, Maia.

And they were glaring at each other.

Shawn didn't understand why. They all looked at each other, and Shawn could see the anger and hatred in their eyes. He wanted to just jump up and yell at them to stop acting like a bunch of two-year-olds.

But he couldn't. He couldn't move. He couldn't talk. He could just stay in that one position.

"It's your fault you know…" Danny said angrily at Jordan. No, Shawn figured it was his fault.

He ran away. 'DON'T BLAME JORDAN!' he wanted to shout. But he couldn't.

"But if I remember correctly, you were the one that drove him out of the house, and made him come to me, am I right?" Jordan replied back. Why were they fighting, Shawn just didn't get it.

"And you were the one using his power to get money! That is what got him in the position he is in now, and that is what killed him," Uncle Tommy shouted at him.

Wait, Shawn was dead? There was no way he was dead, he was hearing all that what going on right then and there. No, Shawn wasn't dead.

An awkward silence fell over the entire room. Shawn took advantage of what was going on to look around at his surroundings. Everything was white. And puffy looking. Except for the ceiling which was tan. Tan and bumpy. Obviously they were in a house. But in some ways, Shawn didn't want to know where he was. He was so much happier not knowing.

Maia broke the silence. Shawn hadn't talked to the younger girl in such a long time, but he was quite fond of her from the long weeks spent in quarantine. "Shawn doesn't want anyone to blame anyone but him!" The girl burst out.

"Maia," Diana said scoldingly.

"Sorry," the little girl said quietly, her eyes turning down to the ground. Although Shawn couldn't see it, tears were falling.

Wait, what was going on? Shawn was getting more and more confused as time went on.

Suddenly, Shawn couldn't see anything, seeing as his whole sight was filled with his little… same age… older brother's face. Danny's face. That made things much easier.

"You're quite good at getting yourself into trouble. Broke your leg jumping out of your window… got yourself abducted by whatever the hell took you for three years, leaving Kyle in a coma… now you're stuck there. You're something special that's for sure…" his brother said, forcing a laugh. What was going on?

"He's gone Danny," Nikki said quietly. Shawn could see tears glistening in her eyes. She had left. Kyle had told him that before. Moved to Texas, but what horrible thing could have forced her to come back.

He was dead. That is what Nikki meant by 'He's gone Danny.' Shawn was beginning to get even more scared. He wasn't dead, because he was hearing all of this. It was really freaking him out.

The next thing he knew, everything was empty. He was surrounded by the white fluffiness. That was when he realized where he was. He was in a coffin.

Oh God. Shawn immediately began feeling claustrophobic. His breathing, although it didn't really matter, seeing as he was 'dead,' seemed to speed up, but maybe it was just in his head. But he was beginning to feel claustrophobic.

He could hear people talking, but everything was shrouded in the white fluffiness.

The voice sounded familiar, but he couldn't quite place it.

"But it just doesn't make any sense. He just fell into it. There is no reasonable explanation for it! Even if Collier was telling the truth, there was no reason for it."

Uncle Tommy! Shawn suddenly placed the voice.

"UNCLE TOMMY!" Shawn shouted. But his voice just came back to him.

Wait, his voice was working, so he tried it again.

"UNCLE TOMMY!" he shouted again.

He found himself gasping for breath. But he needed to get his attention. HE WASN'T DEAD!

"UNCLE TOMMY!" he screamed again.

Suddenly, everything erupted into an all too familiar bright white light.

"Uncle Tommy, I'm not dead," Shawn found himself chanting over and over again. "I'm not dead Uncle Tommy…"

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A/n: Sorry about the length. The next chapter will be longer, I promise. And this chapter really has nothing to do with anything. I just wanted to write something like that…

PentagonMerlin - Nikki, maybe. I haven't really decided for sure whether or not. Maybe a lot later in the story…

sarahofearth - It was long, wasn't it? Hah! I stayed up until midnight to watch the episode again to try to figure out what he name was, and then I just looked it up on the internet the next morning. Teeheehee… And yes, Liv is smart, isn't she?

HauntedPast - Yay! Another reviewer! Haha! I'm glad you're hooked…

LostAngel2 - Thanks!

Maia Rutledge - Maybe… Patty Flueger ROCKS!

Saynt Jimmy - I guess you'll find out!