Okay, a few things first. I went and changed the summary cause honestly... I just had no ideas after the first chapter! Then I thought about it in a different way and yesterday night... right in that small second you're lying on your bed 'this close' to falling asleep... it came to me. GREAT TIMING BUNNIES!!!

Grrrr they hate and have a vendetta against me! I just know it! They ALWAYS bite me when I have no power what so ever to deal with them.

So, there I am in my bed REFUSING to get up and telling the bunnies to bite me in the morning when I'm actually on the computer! Fortunately.... they bit my at night so here it is! I found that this way, I have much more material to write with!

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You know that small moment when you're in between consciousness and la la land? It's funny really. There's this small but powerful processes to waking up.

First of all, you realize that something is different from whatever dream it is you're having. Even if it's a dreamless sleep you notice the dramatic change, simply because you feel something is off. Thats the first step towards waking up. Now, during this stage, your senses are none existent. You can't hear, you can't see and you can barely feel. What's beautiful about this, is that the moment you grasp the fact that something just isn't right, is where you start to drift back into the land of living.

That's probably when you can feel yourself lying down, sometimes you start feeling sore or a small pain from where you slept on your arm the whole night. Not a pretty thing to wake up to. Trust me. The moment to realize that you are, in fact, in that small space between waking and sleeping, you probably desperately want to not wake up. Waking up means you have to go to school, or college or work! Or maybe the dream you were having was awesome, full of chocolate and cookies. Who would want to wake up from that?

But, the awful and most annoying thing is, that for you to mentally yell 'NO! I want to keep sleeping! I don't wanna wake up!', you have to be closer to the living world to have the capacity to simply think. So from there, your plan to fall asleep and pretend you never were anywhere near waking up, goes down to hell.

After acknowledging your near awakening, your senses start kicking in. First, you're hearing. Depending on where you went to sleep last, depends on the sounds of the outside world. For me personally, I wake at the sound of my mom going to the kitchen and telling my dad to 'be quiet she's still sleeping'. Never works. The thing is, don't you hate it when you know you're hearing something but you don't know what or what it means? Just awful and frustrating. Makes you want to actually wake up to know what that annoying sound is so you can shut it up and go back to sleep. Usually, that sound is your alarm clock.

Naturally, after that comes sight. You slowly and painfully open your eyes, feeling them heavy with sleep and in denial that 'this is actually happening!'. At first everything you can see, is blurry. Sometimes the brain takes it's sweet time to catch up with what you're seeing and most of the time you're probably thinking... what the hell is that? or, was that there before?, and sometimes even, where the hell am I? And very few time, who or what am I?

Many times, all this data is followed by a groan and a curse because you realize you are awake and no, you are never going to manage to go back to sleep.

This was where Prowl found himself. Everything was dark and silent. That is until he got this nagging feeling that the endless void was coming to a hesitant end. Suddenly, he could feel pain everywhere! But, he was somehow comfy and warm. He struggled into awareness. He was moving, but at the same time he was not? What? He went another stage up.

Sound.

But it was very distant. Like, as if there was a barrier between him and whatever was on the other side. He could hear... roaring? Maybe an engine? His brain supplied.

'Car.'

Why would he think a car of all things? There was something trying to make it's self clearer in his mind but failing. Like a memory trying t make it's self present.

Wait, engine and moving but NOT moving.

'Inside a Car.'

He squirmed. His body was on fire. With great difficulty, he opened his eyes half way. Everything was blurry. He absently noticed that he was leaning against the door, looking out the window. Dark, tall things of different shapes and sizes were flying by, a light passing by once in a while.

'Trees.'

'Lamp Posts.'

His brain supplied, though he paid no attention. God, did he feel like someone was trying to rip him apart. He groaned in pain. Though if he was aware of his vocal protests or not was a mystery.

More noises, a little clearer this time but with the same characteristics as before.

"...-id? ....-uo... -right?... -ake.... -p!"

It was still far away and muffled. One couldn't even notice if the voice was masculine, feminine, low, high pitched, nothing.

Sensation.

Touch.

Something or someone was touching him. His left shoulder. Again, he couldn't tell, if the touch was soft, rough, threatening or soothing. He could feel fine enough. But he could only feel his pain. Again, he eyes focused (or tried to) outside the window. The black things (trees), and the passing lights, were now replaced by big cubes and rectangles set upright with small lights here and there. More passing light, and more far away noises. More roaring, honks.. was it? And other incredible loud yet barely recognizable sounds.

"Ki-... almo-... ere! H-ng.... -n!"

More blaring sounds.

Sirens.

He could feel the car picking up speed, his body jerked to the side occasionally jostling his damaged body. He cried out in pain again, oblivious to what was happening.

"Idi-ic.... po-e...-n't... the-...-ee...- 'm...-oing...-o...-he-...hos-al!?"

Yelling.

Curses.

He could identify the sounds and what they were. But at the same time... he couldn't. They didn't make any sense. He was unaware of his own existence. All that he knew, was pain.

With one last tired and pleading whimper, he went back into darkness. The muffled sounds dying, the blurry unrecognizable shapes disappearing. But the best of all, the pain fading.

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