Disclaimer: I don't own MBC nor the characters. Rated T for strong language and mature themes.

Not a long time passed by since my last update! I will try to write as much as I can to post chapters at least every month. I am studying English for translation and interpreting (English is my L2), which is quite a demanding and time-consuming major to study. Keep your fingers crossed for me, please! I really want to finish this story. I also wanted to give a shout out to Dixxy, who reviews every chapter - and I hope this chapter will be OK tense-wise for you. :D

The vibe of the chapter: Side Effects by The Chainsmokers (what I was inspired by while writing and titling this chapter) - If late-night friends have consequences...

Normal POV

Friday evening, in Sam's bedroom

"Why are you suddenly so silent?" Asked Sam cautiously. She was afraid of what were the boys thinking about her statement. Five minutes ago they were carelessly joking about threesomes and when she finally spoke up, they were stunned. Needless to say that she wasn't used to Chris joking about such a thing.

The three had a deep connection and were great friends for several years now. They had been through almost everything together. Except for this. There was no denying though - the three had great chemistry. Perhaps they were attracted to each other by the reason of being the opposites. Chris was used to helping Danny out with his homework, Danny was used to standing up for him when someone tried to bully his best blue-haired friend. Sam just wanted to be there for them: to help Danny to control his temper and help him find solutions to his problems. She also wanted to show Chris he's capable of anything and he should be more confident and less cautious. She loved them and cared for them unconditionally. Sam loved Chris the way spouses and lovers love each other, while she loved Danny the way best friends do. Though she tended to be tough and bossy, she also had a softer side after all. Chris knew that very well, while Danny was close to finding out and understanding.

The scarred boy looked deeply into her gold eyes which indicated how nervous and anticipating she was. He gulped and said: "This is not a joke anymore. I want to treat you with nothing but respect. If we're going to do it, I wanna do it right."

The spouses were moved by Danny's sudden gentleness. Sam was used to Chris being romantic and attentive, she would have never thought of Danny as a tender lover.

Sam smiled sweetly and closed her eyes, making boys admire her long lashes only. "Sometimes I miss the times when it was just the three of us. I treasured every moment we shared, every plan we had, appreciated every sorrow we went through... Do you remember when we wanted to dance together at an elementary school dance? The teacher told us to form pairs, but I didn't want to let go of you two. And I am sure that neither of you wanted to let go of me. So we formed a three-air."

Suddenly, she felt two pairs of hands on her hips as she stopped reminiscing. Sam found herself sandwiched between the two most important men of her life, who were both attractive on top. Normally she wouldn't behave this way nor be so eager to be trapped between them. It was as if the urge to love and be loved twice as much became a side effect of being scared and frustrated.

"We can dance together again," said Chris tenderly. He was having trouble breathing through his nose yet didn't let it affect his mood. What came as a surprise to him was the fact he wasn't sure how to feel about this. He was always collected and down to earth, those are the traits he was known for, this night though, something felt a bit off. Why wasn't he jealous? Why wasn't he offended? Why didn't having Danny in the picture bother him? Had his feelings towards Sam changed?

"There is no music playing," said his wife quietly while having her eyes shut still. Her eyes were so beautiful the boys missed gazing into them. Luckily, other of her features were to admire; her long wavy shiny hair, plump lips, and an hourglass figure.

"We don't need anything as long as we have each other," whispered Danny to her ear while standing behind her. Their faces were so close they could hear their breathing and heartbeats. "Sorry if that was too cheesy. Normally I am not this attached and romantic. I don't know why I feel this way." The jock stuttered. "Could I be falling for you?" Danny wondered if that could be a side effect of being scared of losing his best female friend, his role model, his conscience.

No one had answered his question nor gave him a piece of mind. The 'three-air" was moving slowly despite no music was playing. Cuddling and swaying at the same time. Chris and Danny were hugging their leader as if she was the most precious girl in the world. That night, she certainly felt that way. One of her lovers had a hard grip while the other one was softer. She could make out whose hand was on her by the touch. The brunette was lost in the sensations and felt aroused being the center of attraction for the two guys she cared about so much. Sam felt loved and longed to be kissed by them. To her it was an unknown sensation - she felt as if she was on drugs. The pain went away and so did her self-control. All her walls fell down. The girl knew she was trapped and enjoyed every minute of it. It was hard to distinguish whether it was all just a dream or hallucination, it didn't feel real to her.

"What if this is our last dance? Maybe that's the reason why I am full of emotions. My life is coming to an end thus I was given this last dance, last night with you."

"I promise that I won't let it happen to neither of us. I am sure we will come up with a plan and everything will be alright." Said Danny to comfort his brunette friend. He had never seen Sam as an object of sexual desire before, though he had always found her sexy and pretty. That night his perspective had changed. He didn't want to sleep with her just for the sake of sleeping with her, he had an urge to love her.

There was another man in the room who wanted to make love to her though, which he was aware of. "You are my wife and I had promised I will never let you down." The blue-haired teenager stated while hypnotizing her with his sapphire eyes.

She was certain she could handle two boys and show them what a woman can do. (A/N: Thanks for a nice thought, Dixxy!)

"If this is our last dance, let's make the most of it. Because it probably won't happen ever again." Sam said charmingly. "I am all yours."

(A/N: This is the moment when it would get a mature turn, so I am cutting it off here. Let your imagination work (wink). If you would enjoy reading about it in detail, I am planning to write it as a separate M-rated story. Would someone else apart from Dixxy be interested in reading it though? :D)

In the morning

The three "lovers" were sitting in a bathtub together. They were all tired as the result of not sleeping the whole night. Their legs (mostly Sam's) and arms were sore from "dancing" all night long. The teenagers opted for a cold bath to numb the stiffness of their limbs and to give themselves a temperature shock to prevent falling asleep.

The two boys took the sides of the tub while she took the spot in the center.

Sam was still confused by the dream she had yesterday and thus wanted to make sure she wasn't dreaming again. "Did we really manage to not fall asleep? It seems like I can't think rationally anymore, my dreams, fears, and hallucinations merge with reality." If that all was just a fantasy, she certainly had a dirty mind. If it was real, oh, sweet god! A blush started creeping up her cheeks. She felt really hot, luckily the water was cold enough to settle her temperature down.

"Take my word on this, we didn't sleep at all. I was used to all-nighters while studying for finals, but those nights I spent just sitting and studying. This was way more demanding. My whole body is aching." Her husband responded. He touched his nose and wondered if he should get it checked by a doctor, then came to a conclusion he definitely should. Chris was confused by his behavior. Perhaps aliens started to mess with his head too?

"Maybe you are an athlete, after all, you were quite active." Said Danny jokingly. "There's just one thing I don't get. Why do I feel like I love you? Don't get me wrong, I loved you as my close friends before, but last night I felt like we're soulmates who should live together happily ever after."

The long-haired brunette smiled at him. "We are soulmates. But it's not me nor Chris who you love, it's Cathy, don't forget about her."

As Chris heard Cathy's name, he felt disgusted by himself for letting that one-night romance happen. He was the only one who knew she was pregnant and this was a nasty move. "Oh god. We can't tell Cathy. Never, under no circumstances. She would KILL US."

"You are probably right, she seems to be already troubled by something. The night was strange though. I would have never thought you would be up for having a threesome." Stated Danny. He wondered whether he had stronger feelings for Cathy or Sam.

"Me neither. But as Sammy said, it won't happen again and we made the most of it. Right, Sam?" Chris tried to ease the situation by being above it all, deep down he didn't know what had gotten into him last night. He raised eyebrows and turned to his wife.

"You nearly destroyed me. I am not sure I'll ever be able to walk in a straight line again." She sniggered.

The scarred boy was trying to sum up the situation in his head. "I felt more loving than I normally am, Chris felt more careless than he normally does, how did you feel, Sammy?"

She remained silent for a while. "I felt double-stuffed." (A/N: I hope this is still teen appropriate.)

They all had burst into a laugh. "Sam! I would have never thought that you are such a bad girl!"

"You didn't know, but now you know what I had known for a year already." Chris grinned at him. Why did I say it? Am I trying to compete with him, or to make him jealous?

"All jokes aside, I think I love you, Sam." Muttered Danny. Why do I feel this way? What sort of a wicked game this became.

"Honestly, I feel like I had lost my emotions and memories. I know that we are married, but I don't know why we got married in the first place." Confessed Chris.

Sam was devastated. Making her best friend fall in love with her and making her husband stop loving her was not her intent at all. Am I the only one whose mindset remained the same? What is wrong with you guys? I bet the aliens are behind this mess.

"Take my word on this. You feel this way just because of those hostile aliens. They mess with your heads. We have to find a solution fast. If possible, without me losing my mind or killing someone in the process." She let out a sigh. The words Chris said a while ago were echoing in her mind.

"You mean that I love you just because they put me under a spell?" Questioned Danny doubtfully.

"As I more think about it, it is like your opinion about me switched between you two to make me more confused and sad. Chris, you would normally never stop loving me, and you, Danny, would never start loving me."

"What are we going to do then? Is there a way to switch it back?" Wondered Chris. "I feel like I should be loving you, you are beautiful and nice to me, but It feels like my memories of us just vanished and something keeps on blocking my mind. I can't recall a thing."

"The most important thing is to be aware of this. If possible, don't let it show in front of people. Don't let them know what is going on, it would cause chaos and get us into trouble. I will try to come up with something." Sam felt so sad for the way it was. At the same time, she knew she mustn't let it affect her. Julie told her staying down to Earth and calm was the best way she can do to protect herself. She first needed to save Chris from his numbness so he could help her save the others. But who will save me? Why do I always have to be the strong one? I feel overwhelmed, alone, scared, tired, addled, and most importantly: not loved. Not loved by the right person to be exact.

The brunette had a lump in her throat after analyzing the situation. She couldn't stay in that room anymore. "We should get out. Our cheerleader practice starts in 2 hours." Sam didn't wait for them to react, she just climbed over the bathtub edge, made herself dry, and went to her room.

Boys watched her as she was leaving. Then they looked at each other. "Chris? You said that the girls are the ones in danger, but what if that could be anyone? I mean... The fact that two women had died in the past could be just a coincidence. It could as well be one of us."

"I feel like till Sam remains strong, we are fine. But if she falls into pieces, I can't imagine what will happen then. She has the ability to lead us and always comes up with the strategies."

"Don't forget about one thing though - she can't do it on her own. We have to stand by her and support her. On top of that, you have the biggest influence on her life and on the way she feels. If you feel like you don't know her, get to know her again! You wouldn't marry just anyone, dude!"

Chris knew everything Danny just said was true. But how to make it right? I wonder if there is a way to access the memories involving her. I wonder why would such a beautiful, popular and strong girl love a freckled geek I am who doesn't have any experience with girls (though I knew what to do with her last night, my body reacted to her's in the way I probably should react to her mentally) and chose him over the handsome jock. "Danny? Why does my body remember her but my mind doesn't?"

"Your mind is affected, but you truly love her, you have physical proof. If you keep finding other proofs, your love for her will grow and eventually come back. But shouldn't it be you, who comes up with a plan?"

Chris felt like a fog had fallen over his head. Everything seemed hazy and grey. Danny talked about him as if he was a mastermind, but he did not feel like that anymore. In fact, he wasn't even able to consider other's feelings, it was hard to process what they were dealing with. Danny supposedly fell in love madly with my wife, while I fell into numbness, Sam has scary nightmares, in which she could hurt someone, she broke my nose after all... "But what about Cathy? What is off with her?" He asked finally.

Friday evening, in Smith's house

"Oh Cathy, how did you get yourself into this?" The white-haired elder asked her with a sadness in his voice.

His blonde grand-daughter let out a sigh followed with a sob. "I fell in love with him. Is that a bad thing?"

Cal was sitting next to his cousin, watching the whole scene while holding her hand. He made sure to sent her a reassuring thought once in a while and he did the same to their grandpa, who was collected by nature, yet calming words were needed in such a situation. "Is Danny the father?" She didn't have to say anything. They already knew the answer.

"You probably have many questions. How long it will take and so on. Human pregnancies last 9 months. You are in the third month, correct?" Cathy nodded hesitantly. "You are an alien and he's human. The pregnancy will last longer. Twice as much in fact. That way you can cheer the whole year, then graduate as if nothing's wrong, so that is good at least." Cathy was relieved to hear that. She couldn't imagine herself giving birth before she graduates from high school.

"Does Danny know about it?" Cal asked Cathy out loud. She shook her head. "I tried to tell him tonight but we were interrupted by a call from Chris. This brings us to the second problem - Sam had an impactful nightmare in which she was capable of breaking Chris' nose. If she could do that in her first dream, I am afraid of what will be next. Hopefully, boys won't let her fall asleep." (A/N: They didn't...)

Mr. Smith covered up his mouth in disbelief. The bad news kept on coming and coming. If Sam could do that, considering how strong she was, he knew they were on a highway to hell.

"At least you told her not to sleep again. Impactful nightmares can occur several times a night. Luckily, she won't be having those every night. If she has one and wakes up, she shouldn't go to sleep that night again in order to prevent a catastrophe. I heard there is a way to control what happens in the dream and thus in reality, but I am afraid that's something she has to found herself though. I hope her will is strong enough."

"How often will she be experiencing them?" Asked Cathy carefully. She was afraid of hearing the answer.

"When she is extremely stressed. Did she mention, what had happened before she fell asleep?"

"She found out her mother was the former monster buster and had been killed during the last "hunt". Chris told us he wanted to talk to her about something afterward." Stated Cal as if it was nothing. Cathy recalled her last conversation with Chris - she told him to talk with Sam about his uncertainty whether he loves her as much as he used to do before.

Cathy froze and gazed into void, as she realized the true colors of this all. "I hope all the gods of all the planets in the galaxy will stay by us. This is bad. This is really really bad! This could be the end of the road."

Cal and grandpa gave her a curious gaze. She explained: "I might be wrong, but consider this: Chris told me he's not sure if he loves Sam anymore. And if Chris doesn't love her while she sees him as a part of her and loves him to death, all hell will break loose!"

Mr. Smith closed his eyes while realizing what is going on. "Add stress as a factor for having impactful nightmares - this can't end well."

Cal saw their point. "And if Sam will crumble..."

"...All of us will crumble as well." Whispered terrified Cathy.

The blonde monster buster woke up in the morning and after thinking about how great it was to still be alive, someone opened the door to her room. It's probably my grandpa or Cal. When the intruder came closer so she could finally see, who that was, it almost made her scream from shock. She couldn't believe her eyes. This can't be true! One of her biggest fears, in her opinion the most frightening alien she could ever imagine, was standing in her bedroom.

So what do you think? Is Sam capable of finding a solution until it's too late? Will Cathy find out what the three did last night? And who is in her room? Could that be an alien who wants to cast a spell on her? What do you think will be Cathy's mental change? Is there even something to make matters worse at this point? Let me know in the reviews, so I know there is someone to write for! Love ya all.

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