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Okay, so Corie sent me vibes to have a nice sexy dream with Viggo, Conan, Johnny Depp or Orli last night. And Dianna sent me vibes to have a nice sexy Viggo dream. So who sent me the vibes that gave me last night's dream that I ACTUALLY had?? O_o

Okay, I was at my house (well, it's actually my Dad's house, but I live there, so...) getting ready to leave. My uncle said he had a car he needed someone to test drive and could I do it. I told him I would, but I had somewhere I had to be soon. He said okay and I finished getting ready and left to go into Weston. (I live about a mile outside of town)

When I got into town, I picked up Dominic Monaghan. Apperently we knew each other because we were both happy to see one another. He put his stuff in my truck and we headed back to my house. On the way, he started talking about Lost. Well, in the dream, apparently Emilie de Ravin (Claire) had really had the baby that Claire had had. (I know, she didn't really, but my dreams are stupid like that.) Then he said something about the baby dying, in real life, and since he was so attatched to him (the baby) and Emilie, he had started a journal that he wrote letters to the baby in, telling it stuff that was going on. (I think he wrote letters to her in it of things he didn't think he could tell her, too. But that comes in later...) I'm not exactly sure of everything he said in the truck, though, because I was paying more attention to the road than him. All I know is the next thing I heard from him was, "...and I can't stop thinking about you..." I turned red and kind of spaced out then. Besides, we were coming up on my house by then.

When we pulled in, there was this little shelter built in the side/front yard. I guess he was going to be staying in there. It was suppossed to be just like the one that Charlie and Claire stayed in on the show. (Once again, I know this isn't true, but my dreams...) For some reason they were going to be filming some parts of the show in our yard. (read: I live in Northwest Ohio, NOT Hawaii! Don't ask why or how they'd make it look like the island. I'm STILL stumped on that one.) Well, he had his stuff and was going to the shelter, VERY slowly, glancing back at me every once and a while. We were both kind of teary for some reason, like he wasn't going to be sleeping in my front yard. Well, there was a radio plugged into an extension chord in the front yard (trust me, that's not strange at all) that was playing an appropriately sad song. Well, Dom tripped over the plug and unplugged it. He looked down at it like he had done something wrong. I rushed over to it and plugged it back in. It was a weird plug with only one, round, prong. (We WOULD have some weird plug like that...) As I plugged it in, I muttered that I hated that stupid plug. The radio didn't come back on when I plugged it in, but I still stood up and watched him walk, still very slowly and tearfully, the rest of the way to the shelter.

Just before he bent over to go into the shelter, I blurted out, "Wait!" He stopped and slowly turned toward me. When I got over to him, I kissed him. A DEEP kiss. When I pulled away he looked at me and said he was flattered, but him and Emilie were kind of an item (He liked her a lot and they were ALWAYS together, like). (That's why I think he wrote letters to her in the journal, too.) Talk about mixed signals! So I just nodded in understanding and let him go into the shelter. Feeling like a complete idiot, I went inside the house.

Next thing I know, it's the next day and I'm walking through the side yard. I walked past Dom's shelter and peeked in. He was off filming. I guess sometime the day before (after I brought Dom there) Emilie had shown up. She was staying in a trailer. You know, the ones you pull behind your truck. So I went in (just opened the door. How rude am I?) to talk to her. She was all smiley and glad to see me. She asked what was up while she was walking around gathering stuff up. I told her that I wanted to talk about a guy. She said no problem. As soon as she was done, we'd talk. She didn't know it, but I wanted to talk about Dom without talking about Dom, you know? When she was finished, she sat down next to me and asked me what was up. I told her that there was this guy I liked, but he liked this other girl. Before I got any further, it jumped to later and I was inside my kitchen with her and Corie.

Corie said something to us about some massager thing that she had that she was going to let one of us use. I think it was Emilie, like she had gotten all stiff from filming. So we went upstairs. Well, it wasn't my upstairs. We all looked down the stairs (that had changed direction and color and everything) and saw a pair of legs and feet. The person was putting the massager thing on his foot and then went out a door that went outside. Corie groaned and said, "Well, Davey (a GROSS cousin of mine) has it. Now I'm going to have to sterilize it. There's NO way I'm letting Robbie and Ryan use that thing after it's been on HIS feet!"

I turned to her and said, "Tell him not to touch your stuff..." She kind of smiled at that. "Tell him, 'It's MY house and I'm being nice enough to let you stay here...'." She and Emilie thought that was a good idea.

And that's where the dream ended.

So, who sent me that dream?? *looks around suspiciously*