Drew tossed and turned in bed. He mumbled lowly under his breath and his eyes fluttered back and forth.
"Sam! Sam! Are you down here? Answer me!" Drew looked through the darkness and smoke to see a small figure lying at the bottom of the stairs. He rushed down them and crouched down beside her. He checked for her pulse and tried to revive her. He was able to briefly revive her, but he could see sparks flying next to them. He grabbed her up quickly. Drew knew they had to get out of their fast, the place was about to blow. He held onto Sam with one arm and raced up the stairs, out of the basement and rushed out the door of the house just as the explosion occurred. He could feel the heat of the flames and the glass shattering all around. The rush of the explosion, hurled him to the ground next to Sam.
"SAM!" Drew shouted and jolted up in bed. He winced his eyes and pressed his palm into his temple. The pain in his head was excruciating. As he sat there, he could feel the room spinning. The headaches and dizziness were getting worse.
"Drew, are you okay?" Jo crouched next to him, beside the bed, placing her hands on his shoulder and rubbing gently. She had a worried look on her face.
"Ah, yeah, I'm, I'm good. I just had a pretty intense dream, that's all."
Jo, stood up slightly and sighed. "Yeah, I heard," trying to hide her jealousy. She walked back over across the room and sat down in the chair she had been watching Drew from all night. He had protested about her sleeping in the chair, but she wasn't about to lay next to him in his bed, it was too tempting for her to be that close. "Do you remember it?"
Drew looked up confused and murmured under his breath.
"The dream, do you remember it?" Jo reiterated. She suspected it could be a memory and knew he should talk about it so he could remember all the details.
Drew exhaled loudly and wrestled the covers off. He got out of bed and made his way over to the dresser, taking out a t-shirt. He didn't think he should talk to Jo about memories of Sam. He didn't feel that would be fair to her, given the fact there was something going on between them. "Yeah, I do, but… Look, Jo, I don't think I should talk to you about this." Drew sighed as he pulled the t-shirt over his head.
Jo pursed her lips up, quietly exhaling as she stood up and walked over to Drew.
"Drew, come on. Since when can't we talk to each other about anything?" She pushed her shoulder into his and smiled crookedly.
Drew looked at Jo and chuckled shyly. He sat down on the edge of the bed and got a far- off look. "JJ, you know what I mean, we CAN talk about anything, but this, I think this is asking a lot of you. To hear about memories of Sam and me, given that you and I, have history and now, we have …" Drew looks up at Jo and quickly looks down at the floor. He really hated hurting Jo. He wished things had not gotten so complicated.
Jo sat down next to Drew and put her hand on his thigh, tapping it slightly. She really didn't want to talk about Sam with Drew, but he was her friend first and foremost and he needed her to be that right now. She had to put her personal wants aside and be there for her friend.
"Drew, I get it, we're in a weird place right now. But, you need someone to talk to, you need to be able to talk about Sam with someone, why not me? You and I have been through a lot, too much to let a little weirdness get in the way of us. Come on, I'm tough, I can take hearing about some memories."
Drew snickered a bit and looked up to meet Jo's eyes. He really loved the ease they had with each other. He couldn't believe how complicated things were getting. He had so many things to still work out with Sam and now Jo had come back into his life. He was so grateful to have her back, especially now, when his last few years were still pretty much a mystery, he really did need her support. He let out a big sigh and rubbed his hands along his face.
"Okay, okay. I mean, I guess it would only make it weirder if we didn't talk." Drew pushed a piece of hair out Jo's face and touched her face lightly. He got up and walked over to the window, looking out he folded his hands across his chest.
"The dream, I guess I should say, memory, starts off with me bursting into a house. I'm yelling for Sam, I'm looking for her. There is smoke in the air and a loud beep, I think from smoke detectors going off. I'm frantic to find Sam, I'm searching upstairs and downstairs, screaming her name. Finally, I head into the basement and that's when I see her, or I think I see her. She's in a heap on the floor, she's so still. I race down the stairs to get to her and she's unconscious, I am able to revive her, thank God." Drew turns around to look at Jo briefly, wondering how she was handling hearing about this. He looks back toward the window and puts his face in his hand and continues. "Just as she comes to, sparks start flying next to us and I know we need to get out of there. I scoop her up and race like hell out of that basement. I burst out of the door of the house, just as the explosion happens. It knocks Sam and I to the ground and we pass out for a bit. When I come to, I see Sam is still unconscious next to me, so I hurriedly try to get her to wake up. I am desperate to make sure she's okay. Finally, she wakes up for a minute and she says, 'we're alive, I knew you'd find me' and then she reaches up and…." Drew pauses for a minute, unsure if he should share the next part with Jo. He knew it could hurt her.
"And then what," Jo, staring intently at Drew, breaks the silence with her question. She wasn't sure she wanted to hear it. Since Drew paused, she knew it must be something intimate.
Drew decides he isn't going to lie about what he remembered. He and Jo had always told each other the truth and if any of this was going to be resolved, truth is what was needed now. "And then she reached up and touched my face and tried to kiss me."
"Oh, I see." The words stung, but she tried to push the feeling down. Jo knew he had a life since he had disappeared and she didn't want to begrudge him that. "What then?"
"I don't know. That's it that's all I remember, right now. But the emotions are so real and the feelings in the moment, they still seem so intense, like it just happened." Drew walks back over to sit down next to Jo on the bed. "I can't get over how intense the feelings are, from the memories I have remembered. It seems I have recalled times when I was in a panic trying to find her." Drew explains, woefully.
"What do you mean, you've remembered other times where you had to save Sam?"
"Yeah, well, kind of. I've had this other dream or memory, whatever you want to call it, where I'm saving her in the freezing cold. I couldn't ever make out her face before, but it's her voice and I just know it's her."
"Wow, she get's into trouble a lot." Jo retorts.
"JJ." Drew gives Jo a disapproving look.
"Sorry, sorry," Jo puts her arms up and shrugs her shoulders a bit, leaning back away from Drew. "I know, no judgement, I'm just listening." Jo, moves back in towards Drew and nudges him on the shoulder. "Do you think that's why you get the headaches? Because the memories are so intense?"
Drew looks over at Jo and gives a little smirk. "I'm not sure. I had a headache, right after the procedure and Dr. Maddox thought it was just a slight side effect."
"Slight side effect!" Jo lunges up off the bed, turning to face Drew. She couldn't believe he was taking this so lightly. "Drew, you were basically doubled over in pain last night and now this morning, you woke up in agony! I'd call that more than a slight side effect!"
Drew puts his hands up and reaches out towards Jo pulling her back down to sit next to him.
"Hey, hey, easy now. I'm fine. I'm planning on reaching out to Dr. Maddox to see if he can provide insight into why the headaches are worsening." Drew grabs Jo by the hand with one of his and puts his other arm around her shoulders, pulling her in towards him slightly. "Please, try not to worry, okay. I'm fine. I promise."
"Mm-hmm, sure you are. I've heard that before. God, you are SO stubborn!" Jo shoved him away as she got up off the bed and walked away.
"Yeah, I am and you love me anyway. Oh, um, sorry, I just mean….." Drew immediately knew that what he said made the moment awkward. He had no idea what to do now to ease the weirdness.
Jo turned around quickly when she heard Drew's words. He was fidgeting with his fingers and looking to the ground. She knew he felt awkward and was wondering what to do now. Jo decided to try and lighten the mood. There was no sense in making the situation worse. "You are SO lame! What the hell, this town has made you soft! You think you have to explain every little thing you say?" Jo walks over to the bed and grabs Drew's arm pulling him to his feet. "Sounds like we need to do one of our challenges. You definitely need to get some, 'macho,' back." Jo teases.
"Oh, really. You think I don't have any macho, huh. Well, we'll just see about that. What do you have in mind?"
"Running. Definitely, running. I'm gonna kick your ass." Jo laughs as she heads for the door.
"Hmm, you're on!" Drew giggles as he reaches to grab Jo before she can leave. He stumbles a bit and ends up grabbing her around the waist just as she opens the door. Drew pulls her in a bit closer and laughs out loud. Just then, he looks out to see someone standing in the hallway. Suddenly, Drew got a solemn look on his face and promptly moved his hands to his sides. Jo, not paying attention to what Drew was seeing, looked over at him, when he quickly dropped his arms. She then looked out into the hall to see what he was seeing. Jo instantly got serious, as well.
Drew quietly murmured, "Sam?..."