Dream Catchers

The Details

"Elena. This is serious. So obviously you know something that-" Cam was panicked. It wasn't a big surprise, he got like this sometimes when he lost control and wasn't sure how to get it back. I glanced up from the boxes I was sifting through.

"Will you wait a second." It had to be here somewhere, but there were so many papers. I think I might've spilled coffee on it or something...Oh! There. "Here."

"The neurological recessive patterns exhibited in REM stage sleep procure an effect that inebriates..." Cam rolled his eyes before tossing the paper on the ground. He caught the name on the front. "What is this?"

"It's my essay. It's what got us into this mess." He picked up the papers again and began sifting through them.

"It's all a bunch of science crap. Who knew you were such a nerd?"

"Look be serious for a second."

"Well I'm trying to be but I don't get how some essay totally screwed us over."

"It's not the essay itself so much as the theory presented in it."

"Go on."

"Well, this was before I was aware that we could actually enter peoples dreams and stuff. So in my science class we were discussing how our body would fight off invaders, and it did this by destroying what was unfamiliar."

"Uh huh."

"So I applied that concept to the reality of dreams and wrote an essay about it."

"Mhm."

"That's it."

"I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about. I don't speak nerd." I shot Cam a glare and resisted the urge to throw something at him. I glanced around the loft. We were the only ones here.

"It means that the more familiar you are with a person, the less hostile your subconscious is. That's why we can spend so much time in each other's dreams, without our defenses acting up. Because we feel safe with each other."

"So, what you're saying, is that if we can get close enough to this Arthur guy, and get so close to him to the point he feels safe with us, then we can enter his dreams, without his subconscious, as highly trained as it is, screwing us over?"

"Sort of. I mean, keep in mind it's all just a theory, but it seems to add up. I can't think of any other reason we can enter each other's dreams."

"No. It makes sense. But, It's kind of general. I mean how close would you have to get?"

"Just till the point they felt safe with you."

"Who felt safe with who?" The two of us glanced at the entrance to the loft. Madeline and Bert were back. Madeline was the type of girl who constantly died her hair different natural looking colors. Currently she was a brownish-red. I wasn't sure what her natural hair color was, but she was definitely a good looking girl. She was a bit on the short side, pale, and with freckles, but she had these gorgeous green eyes. The kind of eyes you wish you had, or at least, I wish I had. Bert was one of those ruggedly handsome kind of guys. He had that messy hair, and a bit of scruff, but he some how made it all come together. It was unnerving how good looking he was, because there was just something off about him. Cam had the kind of looks that made you feel at ease, but Bert, his appearance made you uncomfortable, or maybe it was just me. Maddie always seemed fine around him.

Madeline headed in our direction, but Bert headed towards the bookshelves near the window. He calmly moved his hands down the side of the shelf until he found the small drawer which housed our small weapon supply. Just to be on the safe side.

"Woah! Bert man, put those down!" Cam was the first one to catch onto what Bert was doing, Maddie was the first to panic.

"We were being trailed on the way home. The guys followed us to the apartment. We've got to go and fast-" Bert was loading in the ammunition, and he was doing it fast. It made me uneasy how well he could handle a gun, but there were a lot of things that made me uneasy about him.

"Bert. Look we can explain that. Put the guns down and let us tell you-"

"You can explain the fact that we were tailed? What Cam, you don't trust us? You having us followed?" He was letting his paranoia act up again.

"Bert, calm down. That's insane. Let Cam explain what's going on. No one was having us followed." Maddie made a motion to approach him, but Bert raised the gun. She instantly backed off.

"Bert. Stop it." It was my first time speaking, and it was the first time he seemed to notice I was there. "No one was having you followed. Will you put the gun away so we can explain." Bert let out a loud sigh, before complying. He emptied the bullets and placed them back. Cam shot me a scolding look, upset I'd gotten so involved. He was protective like that. Maddie shot me a grateful look. She was a coward like that. Either way, I seemed to be the only one Bert seemed to listen to, but even that was slipping. He was becoming more unstable, and we were all starting to wonder just what we would do with him.

"So, why exactly were we being tailed...?" Bert was back to his normal self, and Cam and Maddie seemed to calm down. He shot me an apologetic nod which I just smiled at. He really did give me the creeps sometimes.

"Five million?" Was Maddie's response.

"An out?" Was Bert's.

"Yeah. This is our biggest Mark yet guys, so lets not screw this up." Cam had calmed down again and was back to his old leader self. Things seemed to be looking up.

"Sounds good. So when do we leave?"

"Tonight."

I'm working on the next chapter as you read, and it's full of yummy Arthur goodness so be sure to review and I'll have the next one out soon.Also, if you guys have read any other good Arthur/oc fics please let me know.

:) And also let me know what you think about the characters so far, and how the plots going?

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