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AUSTIN'S POINT OF VIEW

The blood rushes from Ally's face. She looks petrified. I'm a little confused.

"Hey," I say. "Are you okay?"

She shakes her head and swallows. "No," she replies. "I'm not. Austin, that's the exact same dream I had, except from my point of view. It's the same one I woke up screaming about at the hospital. But this time there was darkness at the bottom..." Her voice cracks at the last word. She trembles.

I pull her close. "What does it mean," I ask, concerned. "Why are you scared of the darkness?" I recall the conversation I have with Mr. Dawson, where he asks me to make sure she's okay and never in complete darkness.

She says nothing.

"Ally?"

She looks at me and takes a deep breath. "It's something that has stuck with me since elementary school," she begins. "My dad had always turned out my light before bed up until I was 9. I knew in my mind that I was getting a little old for it, him treating me like I was 5. I told him he didn't have to turn out my light or tuck me in. I was 9 for crying out loud. So he respected my wishes. But the first night I said goodnight and went to bed on my own, a drunk driver crashed in to my house and through my bedroom only."

She takes another deep breath and continues. "I heard the squeaking of the tires outside and got up to see what it was, only to be bombarded my oncoming headlights. I ducked down on my ground as the car shot through my wall. The car landed partly on my bed, but I was stuck underneath it. I was surrounded by total darkness, a blaring car horn, exhaust from the engine and the blistering cold."

She takes a sideways glance at me and stops. My mouth is gaping open. My lip trembles a little so she reaches up to touch my cheek. I lean down and kiss her, almost like I was protecting her from the memory of that night.

She returns my kiss.

"Were you okay?" I ask finally.

She gets quiet and says, "physically, I guess. I needed 4 stitches near my shoulder blade-" she points in the direction of her left shoulder - "and 1 in the back of my head. I'm okay now. But mentally, I haven't been okay, since. Just recently these dreams have occurred, though. I don't know why you had the dream, though."

I don't know why, either.

"What are you afraid of," she asks. "That might trigger the dream."

I contemplate for a moment. "I'm scared of losing Dez, Trish and... well, you. I can't lose you, I don't think I'd survive."

She smiles a small, wonderful smile. "Remember," she starts. "When I found you and Dez in Sonic Boom trying to make a deal with me about the instruments?" She laughs.

I smile, remembering. "Yeah," I answer. "Then I accidentally stole your song and made it a hit." I bow my head for a moment. "You know I'll not be sorry for that."

She puts her hand on my back and leans on my shoulder. "And you know I forgave you almost right away."

"I know. But I still feel bad."

"Austin, you or I would never be where we are today without each other. You'd never have a big hit, I'd never have two amazing new people in my life. I wouldn't have grown to be what I am. You make me a better person."

I turn to kiss her forehead. I know this. I know that I'd never be Austin Moon: Internet sensation without Ally. "It doesn't make me any less sorry," I smile.

She laughs lightly.

We hear the door and head inside to let Dez in. He's walking on his own, but his cast looks awfully heavy.

"Whoa," I say. "Can I sign it?"

"That's why I brought Sharpies," he exclaims. He tosses the brand new, unopened pack at me and finds a seat on the couch by Trish. She looks up at him, rolls her eyes and turns her focus back to her movie.

Ally laughs and sits beside Trish on the floor.

ALLY'S POINT OF VIEW

I think I was sitting there for about 10 seconds before my phone chimed. I get up to answer it.

"Hello?" I say in to it.

"Ally, it's me," my dad says.

"Hey dad."

"I'm on my way home."

"Why are you whispering?"

"I'm on the plane and there's someone sleeping beside me."

"Oh," I reply.

"Can you go to Sonic Boom for me and just check up on it? When I get home tonight I'll sleep there so I can get it opened early tomorrow."

"Sure, Dad. Get home safe. Love you."

"Love you, too."

I say goodbye and hang up. I look over at Austin scribbling all over Dez's cast, Dez doing the same. I laugh quietly.

Austin looks up. "What's up," he asks.

"Nothing," I reply. "My dad just wants me to check on the store before he gets home tonight."

"Okay," he says and stands up. "I'll come with you."

I look down at Trish. "Can you play nice while we're gone?"

She looks up, confused. "What? Oh, yeah. Whatever."

I roll my eyes and toss her a couple markers. "Here," I say. "Draw on Dez's cast. But only his cast," I emphasize.

Austin grabs our coats and we leave.

We walk in silence. At one point he takes my hand, but I don't really remember when. The electricity between us was enough to keep me quiet.

When we get to Sonic Boom, Austin notices first something weird. "Why is the light on," he asks.

I look down at door to find the locked picked.

Someone broke in to Sonic Boom.