Hi guys! This is my newest fanfiction. The title may seem kind of confusing, but it will make sense in the end. Also, I know Alias Elle has been writing that a lot of these stories are confusing, so I appologize ahead of time if you think it's confusing, it WILL make sense eventually, just bear (is that how you spell it) with me. Enjoy! "NO!" Sydney Bristow shot straight up from her sleep. She was in a cold sweat and breathing heavily. "Syd?" Vaughn got up from beside her (get your minds out of the gutter, their in pajamas). "What's wrong?" As Sydney began to breathe more or less normally, she took in her suroundings. She was in her bed, she wasn't... where ever she was in her dream. Vaughn was right next to her, his strong arms wrapped around her. She knew he would keep her safe. "Sydney, are you okay?" She considered telling him. She wanted to tell him about that horrible dream. But that's all it was, a dream. It was just a dream. "It's nothing," she said, trying to convince herself as well as Vaughn that everything was okay. Neither of them believed her. "It was nothing." Uch. I have to go to my theatre class now so I have to take a break. It's only an hour though, so I'll be back ASAP. Don't worry I have the rest of this section done, but forgive the break. Sorry. Its should be up by tonight unless someone is on the internet or something. I HOPE THAT WE GET SNOWED IN TOMORROW! CROSS YOUR FINGERS AND WATCH THE WEATHER CHANNEL!