A/N: The way I planned this story, every other chapter will be about Max's dreams, solely in conversational style. This one starts right after the ending of chapter 1. Enjoy.
"Max Caulfield, sleeping around. Who would have thought?"
"Shut up. You're just jealous."
"Meh. The poor dork must be disappointed you fell asleep on him."
"You're the worst. Warren's not like that. I think he's too nice for me."
"Get over yourself. No one will ever be good enough for you."
"No one but you."
"Exactly."
"…"
"…"
"This morning was perfect. Just the two of us, lying here, thinking of the awesome ninjas we were for sneaking into the pool last night."
"I know. I remember thinking – Wow, this chick is so fucking cool... And then you had to go and ruin it with your 'Shaka brah'."
"Hey, I was rocking that outfit."
"You were rocking something... Ouch!"
"That was just a fair warning. Next time I'm ready to kick your ass."
"Fine, fine, whatever. I bet that goody-goody boyfriend of yours would be turned on with all the cat fight anyway… Fuck, ouch! Alright, alright, I lower my weapons to you, ma'am."
"I'm the one in control of the weapons."
"Which happen to be my pillows, thank you very much. Ouch!"
"You had it coming."
"I'm so gonna tell Step-douche on you. I just need to remind him what a terrible influence you are on me."
"…"
"…"
"…"
"So, how you holdin' up?"
"You really need to ask? Not good. And now I'm quite embarrassed about all the crying."
"Missing your powers already?"
"Yeah, I think that's part of the problem. I can't do that anymore. Even if I fuck up, I have to live with it."
"Welcome back to the real world, kiddo."
"I liked our world better."
"Of course you did. But that would be too easy. You've made your choice."
"…"
"Don't look so down about it. For reals. Thank you for accepting my request. Sorry you had to do that twice…"
"…"
"…"
"Chloe?"
"Yeah?"
"How do I… move on now?"
"You just do. Follow the natural course of time."
"I'm shit at that... Maybe I should be more like you."
"Dead, you mean?"
"…"
"Oh, come on, hippie, where's your sense of humor?"
"It is dead."
"That's more like it. You need to stop giving a fuck about everything. Plus, some blue hair would look hella sick on you."
"Yeah, I'm not so sure about that."
"Man, that shitty attitude again. Where's Bat Max, the Blackwell Ninja, the badass chick who told Jefferson to eat shit and die?"
"Probably still in the dark room."
"Well, we need to get her out of there. Now. I won't rest in peace or whatever dead people do till she's out."
"…"
"…"
"Chloe…"
"…"
"I miss you."
"I know. But it's time to wake up already."
"Will you still be here when I come back?"
"Sure. I'll be your partner in mind."
A/N: I couldn't possibly write a LIS fanfiction and leave Chloe out, this is the only way it made sense to me. Thank you for reading! :)