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Feb 22, 2010 11:54AM

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Sean smiled slightly, sadly, looking down at her. He whispered, "Shadow... I love you."

"Don't cry..." He brushed away the tears running down her cheeks.

Sean closed his eyes, and entered her dream again.
"Shadow... I talked to your parents. They don't know what's happening... they're waiting to hear from one of Emmy's friends." He said the words quietly, his hand still on her cheek while he held her hand in his other.
"Shadow... I talked to your parents. They don't know what's happening... they're waiting to hear from one of Emmy's friends." He said the words quietly, his hand still on her cheek while he held her hand in his other.

He frowned and let her take his hand away. "I don't know... probably."

"Yeah... I hope so." He sighed. "Why did you cry?"
((XD Well, turns out that I don't have to go for another forty-five minutes or so. So, hi!))
"You did. I wiped away the tears." Sean insisted.
"You did. I wiped away the tears." Sean insisted.

Dammit, I thought to myself. "Um..I don't know why."
((XD Yeah.))
Sean sighed. "Really? It was when I told you that I love you."
Sean sighed. "Really? It was when I told you that I love you."

Somehow, I'm there I'm home. That weird memory that every kid has, like the pefrect christmas memory. Its like that, when you are little and everything has magic and love in it. Nothing like the cold reality of your older life. It's that time I'm with my mom and she telling me a bed time story about the last girl to be born with tattoos. It's a weird story but somehow that is the best memory I have...
Patrik looked at Mackenna.
"That's it." He pointed at the screne showing the beginning of Emmy glowing and pulsatign light.
"THis is where the problem starts"

I froze. "Um..oh.."
Mackenna nodded. "What is the problem? What happened in there?"
"Shadow... why did that make you cry?" His eyes were pained.

"What the hell...?" I ask way beyond confusion.
I feel and sound like I'm underwater.
"Look," He played it in slowmotion. Then paused it after Emmy had done whatever she had done to Salem.
"See how the silver doesn't go away from the edges here?" He pointed at the silver outlines in her Tattoos.

"Yeah," she nodded. "What does that mean?"

"Something pretty damn bad." Patrik watched the rest of the film. Concentrating hard, trying to figure out what she had done.
"Can we turn up the Audio?"
Sean frowned. "Shadow... are you alright? Is she... part of your dream?"

Mackenna nodded,turning it up as loud as it could go, which was fairly loud.
Sean bites his lip and says, "I'm going... I need to tell your parents, I think." He steps out of her dream.
"Jack. Emmy is in her dream now... and she's getting how she was before. I don't know what's wrong, but... I don't think she should be around Emmy right now." Sean's voice was worried and he hardly cared that he hated the man that he was speaking to.
"Jack. Emmy is in her dream now... and she's getting how she was before. I don't know what's wrong, but... I don't think she should be around Emmy right now." Sean's voice was worried and he hardly cared that he hated the man that he was speaking to.

"Tell me what your feeling. I feel like I'm stuck underwater and I'm burning at the same time."
"Salem.. Can I try something?" Emmy's voice bounces off the walls of Patrik's cell.
"Ok..." Salem replied
Patrik watched as Emmy did her thing.
"Well. This isn't good." Patrik stated
Sean nodded. "What do you want me to do?" he voice was flat, toneless.

"Tell me what your feeling. I feel like I'm stuck underwater and I'm burning at the same time."
"Salem.. Can I try something?" Emmy's..."
"I feel sick," I say instinctively. "But not like the flu. My head feels like there's too much in there, but I can't see or hear thoughts..or the future. Emmy, I feel scared and heavy.."
Mackenna leaned in, "What is it?"

Jack didn't say anything, too prideful really. So Gwen stepped up. "Can you go back in if needed?"
"Yeah," he answered immediately. "I just need to be close to her to do it."
He sighed. "It's all for her."

"Ok." I want to stand and pace the dream room, but all my energy is drained.
"Salem... I think it's me. And yes i know that I did this to us. But thats not how I mean it. You know how you can't see my future? Like that. Like I'm this block ish grey area, that can both magnify and take away your powers the closer you get to me..." I thought out loud.
"Sometimes Salem can't see our futures or see us at all. Sometimes its freakishly magnified. I think thats what happened. You need to take Salem far away from Emmy. Now."

"Ok." I want to stand and pace the dream room, but all my energy is drained.
"Salem... I think it's me. And yes i know that I did this to us. But thats not how I mean it. You kno..."
I look at her, sort of understanding. "Well that's wonderful. I don't blame you Emmy." I can't. I'm just like that sometimes.
Mackenna nodded. "Like..how far?"
He nodded and looked at Salem. He squeezed her hand gently.

((Yeah, you can. Blaze and Liv are somewhere near the United camp thing..the rest of them are at Torch or Cobra))

I looked down at my hand again, the sensation off when paired with the feelings from Emmy. "Hmm."

"Pretty far." Patrik answered. "I think that if they keep them in their longer than they already have we are going to be in trouble."

I smile lightly. "I forgive you. It's funny..I don't do that. Lucky you," I knew I sounded like an idiot and that what I said really, really didn't matter. But for some weirdo reason I just wanted her to know. "I will. I'll ask him..but Emmy..will you be okay?"
Mackenna grimaced. "Shit. They won't listen to me you know."

Marie heard other voices. "Josh," she whispered to her friend. "I don't think we're the only prisoners!"
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