Okay, sorry for making you wait so long, but I had some serious writers block last week, and then when i finally got my mojo back, i was busy. Which was on the weekend. So, im terribly sorry for it, hope you forgive me.

Eh, done have much to say about this chapter...just read :D

OH! and that promo? HOLY SHIZZ! Johnnys(sp?) back, eli looks drunk in the car,clare needs space, Alli runs away because of sav (hense sav going to johnny) and theres a dance on the last episode (!)

YEAH, SOME INTENSE DRAMA COMING OUR WAY IN 3 WEEKS(!)

Beta reader: Zephyr Hearts

My senses were numb. I couldn't feel, smell, see, hear, or taste anything, although I was still able to sense something. I couldn't feel texture, just the firm grip of something awfully familiar to my delicate hand, grabbing my arm and pulling me to an unknown destination.

It was as if I was in an alternate universe. I could feel I was alive and I knew I was but from this unknown feeling, I didn't know anymore. My mind was spinning and I had an eerie feeling that something or someone, was trying to say my life was no longer.

It stopped. Everything stopped. Nothing was there but the chills running down my spine. I tried to focus on what was going on around me, but there was just an endless hallway of pitch black stretching into the unknown universe I was drifting into.

Where was I? Why was I the victim of this torture? Not knowing where anything was or how everything is happening can be the worst torture invented. Was this invented? Was this even real? Those questions I may never get an answer to...

Then, I was shaking, violently. I felt myself being shoved against something, something that was strong and wasn't going to move. Wasn't I just in something that didn't have anything but black? What was happening?

"Leave." I heard a familiar voice snarl. This voice was a voice that I recognized. I heard it plenty of times before, but there was more of an intimidating vibe to it, one that I was afraid of. One that cracked in various places, and you would hear in paranormal movies. Was that was it was?

"Leave Clare, before I make you." The voice whispered next to my ear. I've felt that before...the same warm breath that belonged to Fitz.

I didn't get it. He could still haunt me, even if he's not here.

Now, I couldn't breathe. Something was taking the life right out of me, and I could feel everything flash, before it was gone.

I was now being moved, but it was a slight and gentle touch, unlike the one I previously had experienced. I didn't know if I was in any sort of leaving from this place, so I thrashed around, trying to get the comforting gesture away from me. It only continued, this time harder and not so gentle.

"Clare!" A different voice spoke. I could hear it was close, but a fair distance. I stopped thrashing, and concentrated on the voice, but there was silence. Then I had the ability to open my eyes that I hadn't realized were even closed.

There was a stinging in my eyes, and everything was a blur. Had I been crying? I blinked a few times, trying to submerge the need to cry more. The blur was gone, and I immediately recognized the concerned face hovering above me.

"What...what happened?" I asked, shakily. Eli blinked rapidly and helped me sit up. I looked around, and noticed all of the lights were off except for the one leading up the stairs. I looked in the kitchen, and saw the refrigerator door was closed and not opened like I remember it being. But most importantly, my cell phone was sitting on the coffee table right next to me, a mere foot away, and it wasn't broken at all.

"You fell asleep on the way here, and you looked to peaceful to wake up so I just dropped you off here while I went to grab a few things at home." He looked away, like he was trying to hide something. Wait...

"Eli? W-was the door open when you got here?" I whispered, fearing the answer. He shot his head up to look at me and furrowed his eyebrows together.

"Um... yeah, but I saw it when I pulled up. So, I checked the house three times before having you come in here. I only left for 5 minutes, and when I came back you were screeching and flinging your arms around." He whispered back, worriedly.

I widened my eyes, and gasped. How was this possible? How could something so impossible happen right then?

I slouched back in the couch, and stared at Eli. He was worried, and I don't blame him. I mean, wouldn't you be if you saw someone flinging their arms around in the air and screaming in their sleep?

"Clare…what happened?" He asked, grasping my hand in his. I suddenly felt comfort in the gesture, and smiled weakly.

I cleared my throat, and wiped my eyes. "Nothing, just forget about it okay?"

"Clare, you were crying…." He whispered. He looked pained, and I wanted to poor my heart out to him, but didn't want him to be worried about me all the time.

"Eli, I'm fine now. It was nothing." I insisted. "C'mon, I'm still tired." I tried to say while yawning, but failed.

He smiled slightly, and helped me stand up. I giggled when he picked me up bridal style and threw his bag over his shoulder. He carefully stepped up the stairs, and opened my door. Once we got in, I immediately felt something different. There was something different about the room, but I couldn't put my finger on it. I shrugged it off once I felt Eli lower me onto the bed and place his bag on the floor. He watched his arm carefully as he unwounded it from around my waist slowly, and met his gaze to mine.

He was so close to me, and I wanted to get even closer, but I didn't want to do anything I might regret later. I just needed to finger things out before I jump into anything. I closed my eyes slightly, and brought my hand to cup his cheek. Then, I moved my lips forward until they met with his other one and savored the feeling of how soft it was against my lips. I smiled, and looked into his eyes.

"Thank you." I murmured.

He blinked, and nodded. He stood up strait and bit his lip awkwardly when I pulled the blankets over me. I blushed and looked down, but I wanted to have somebody hold me because right now…I'm afraid to sleep.

"Eli, lay with me?" I said softly, looking up at him through my eyelashes.

He smirked, and nodded. I took a deep breath, and scooted over while patting next to me. He walked over to the other side, and sat down. I slouched down, and stared at the ceiling. I didn't want to sleep, because if i did then that horrible dream might come back, and I don't think that i could handle it.
My eyelids were getting droopy and I could feel myself absent mindedly scoot closer to Eli. He made me feel safe, and I wanted to stay awake with him, but my eyelids say otherwise.

Eli POV

I could feel Clare hold onto me tightly. What was that dream about? Why wouldn't she tell me? Why was she clutching on to me so tightly?

Did she have the same type of dream I had? Or was it worse?

I sighed, and buried me head in her auburn curls, savoring the feeling.

I couldn't put my finger on it, but something about the atmosphere in the room seemed out of order. I've been in it plenty of times before, so why did it feel different now? It looked the same, still had the 'Clare vibe' to it…so why am I feeling this draft?

I shrugged it off, thinking it was nothing…

I sighed contently enjoying the proximity between Clare and I at this moment. Were we going to fast, for her liking at least? She just got out of a terrible relationship, so is she ready for another one?

What about Julia?

I can't just forget about her, she is going to be in a special place in my heart, and nobody can talk that place. I still feel bad for going against her wishes on telling Clare what happened, but deep down in my gut, I felt that I needed to, like it was supposed to happen.

I heard Clare grunt next to me and pull me close. I looked down at her and saw she was sound asleep, with no emotion on her face. She was biting her lip, and her eyes squeezed shut.

She mumbled something incoherent under her breath, her breath hitched. She mumbled again and I could faintly hear,

"Don't…..go" Then tightened her agonizing tight grip.

"Eli, no."

My breathing hitched, and my curiosity was killing me. At least she wasn't flinging her arms around this time…

"Clare," I said softly, twisting one of her curls around my index finger.

Her eyes snapped open, and she sat up abruptly and blinked a few times. She blushed when she noticed her previous position.

I raised an eyebrow at her, and looked at her curiously.

"What happened this time?" I question, needing answers.

She sighed, and scooted backwards until her back hit the headboard. I sat up also, sitting next to her quietly waiting for an answer.

"You...left me." She mumbled, barely audible.

"What?"

"You weren't like Fitz or KC…but, you just…left me. Without any explanation." She explained groggily.

I pinned my eyebrows together and watched as she blinked back another set of tears.

"Clare, I know you haven't known me long, and you've known KC and Fitz longer but I'm nowhere like them. Especially after…you know" I encouraged her.

She nodded, looked back at me and whispered, "I'm beginning to see that."

I smirked and watched her closely, shifting at my intense gaze.

She blushed and looked away, blushing. "So, uh…today was a busy day."

I didn't think she wanted to go back to sleep for a while, so I knew she would want to start a conversation. "Yeah, a lot has happened."

"I think…the highlight of today was when you beat Fitz up." She smiled at me.

I smirked, remembering, and chuckled. "Yeah, Fitz fights like a girl"

She smiled, and bit her lip.

"I will admit though, I really thought you would've told me to stop." I told her in a serious tone.

"Well, I mean, he's dangerous. And if you didn't do what you did….things would've gone differently. You saved my life, Eli." She whispered.

I blushed slightly, and turned away. "I couldn't have that happen two times to me, I couldn't handle it if it did."

"I know, but thank you." She whispered

I nodded my head, and smiled at her. "I'd do anything"

She smiled and looked down. I could faintly see her blush darkening in the moonlight, and I pulled her closer to me. She nuzzled her head on my chest, and just when I was comfortable…

Bzz bzz bzz.

I sighed, and sat up, trying and failing to get my phone out of my back pocket.

Bzz bzz bzz.

I groaned, and stood from the bed. I finally got it out and saw a number I didn't recognize. I glanced at Clare, and saw she was staring at me, but fighting to keep her eyes closed.

I walked out of the room and into the hallway.

"Hello?" I sighed.

"Hello, is this Eli Goldsworthy?" A male asked.

"Uh, yeah? Who's this?" I questioned confused.

"This is Luke from the squad that helped you with the Mark Fitzgerald case. We just wanted to know if you could come down to the station to answer some questions regarding the scene."

I inwardly rolled my eyes. Police always had to come at suck bad times. "Uh, can we do that tomorrow?"

"Sorry, but we want to get this done as soon as possible. There was another case we need to get to also."

I bit my lip, and peeked in at Clare, who was snuggling on the pillow I was on and sleeping soundlessly, a faint smile on her face.

"Uh, sure I'll be there soon" I said and quickly snapped my phone shut.

Walking into her room, I tried to make a little noise, just to see if she'd wake up. She didn't. I shook her shoulder, still nothing.

Then I noticed a stack of sticky notes on her night stand and figured if she woke up before I got back, then she would know where I was.

I quickly wrote a note down, and looked at her one last time, before kissing her forehead, and walked out of the room.

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What Eli didn't notice was the rustling noises being made outside.

What Clare didn't notice was Eli's absence.

But what both Eli and Clare didn't notice, was the window hiding behind her curtains being slightly cracked open.

Prepare yourself :D

Next update...WILL...be soon :D