(A/N here-I took a very long hiatus.  I wanted to become a better writer for you all, and I think from Chapter 12 on you will see that improvement.  Thank you for sticking by my side all these years!)

(Kristina's P.O.V.)

"I need to find him! Why can't anything go my way lately?" I wail out in my hotel room.

"I can contact Vladdy to see if he noticed anything suspicious," Evelyna suggests.

"No, he seemed fine at Bolts Fest. I'm just worried sick about him, ya know?" I reply.

Tears fight to come out of my eyes as I think back at what measures I could of taken to prevent Matt from falling off the face of the Earth. I am worried about a guy I've only met four, almost five days ago. Yet, it feels like we've known each other for five years.

"Was he acting weird when you guys left Fabrica Pizza?" Shannon asks.

"I mean, the only thing that seemed off about him is how sluggish he was after eating," I reply to her.

She starts to bring up her computer as Evelyna contacts some of the other Bolts players. As I watch the chaos unfold, my phone starts to go off with a ringtone I know all too well.

"This is the wrong time to Skype me, asshats!" I yell as I pick up the Skype call.

Adam answers and I say, "I need your help."

"What happened Tina?"

"Someone took a friend of mine. One minute he was standing outside the window and the next he was gone in the blink of an eye."

Adam huffs, "What do you expect a Newfie to do?"

I look at him, "Was there anything suspicious on 365 today?"

"Nothing. Bobbina and his mistress were too quiet today after the competition."

"Wait, when was the last time they spoke to you?"

Adam hesitates and responses, "Last night. Why?"

"Son of a bitch! Hang on two seconds!"

I run out of Room 5544 towards Room 5536 and knock on the door, "Bobby Hansen open this door right now!"

No one was in the room. Pure silence lingers in the air, and I eventually use my hotel key to open that room door. Strange thing is my key worked and the door popped right open.

It was like no one was in the room at all the past couple of days. Beds were made perfectly, not a single dust particle was on any of the furniture. I flip on the lights and I see a single envelope on one of the pillows in the room.

I pounce on the bed, grab the envelope, and rip it to shreds. A single photo falls out of it, and I snatch it up in my hands. The photo was of Matt with a big red X through it.

"SON OF A BITCH!" I yell out as I run back to Room 5544.

"Jeez, Dean could ya be any louder?" Shannon asks me.

"I....look at this picture Shannon!"

She takes the photo of Matt from my hands and replies, "Was that in Room 5536?"

I nod as Evelyna comes in, "I've got some news for you, Tina."

Shannon hands the photo to Evelyna and she stops, "This lines up with the news I found out from Vladdy."

"Yeah?"

"Vladdy and Brayden didn't find it, but Stammer did. He found an envelope in Peca's temporary locker where his bag was. Matt saw whatever the contents were but ignored them. Stammer then gave the envelope, thinking it was from you to Tye McGinn to give to Matt."

"And?"

Evelyna pulls out the other envelope, "I have it right here."

She nods, hands the envelope over, and I look inside to see a small piece of paper folded up in there. I open the letter slowly and start to read aloud what was on there.

"Matt,

If you're reading this that means today's the day where all your dreams come true. Hope you've enjoyed them lately, they're nothing compared to what will happen to you in reality. See you soon."

"What does the person mean by dreams?" Evelyna asks.

I gulp, "The dreams meant something?"

Shannon interrupts, "You've got a lot of explaining to do."

"Where the heck do I begin? It started about a week ago when I could see a guy's body, but his face was blurry. Anyways, the first dream I was able to see his face in was a dream where Bobby and Brit killed him in a bloody hospital. I couldn't stop them, and then another dream came to me the next night. It was when we met face to face and we were happy as could be. Bobby and Brit were there as well to screw it up, but I fought them. They disappeared, and Matt and I were happy again....I sound insane right now!"

"No, this could be a sign, Tina. What else did you dream about?"

Tears start to fall down like rain, "We ended up kissing under fireworks at a carnival. It was so peaceful and we were near the ocean. He told me once I get better in real life we could actually kiss, and I was okay with that. The sun was sinking down as dusk set over the carnival and a storm rolled in. Lightning struck as Bobby told us he had many plans. Brittany admitted that she somehow got the footage of my fall, and it was like Sora and Kairi separating in 'Kingdom Hearts' with the sand and everything. Brittany was making out with Matt and Bobby kept punching and kicking me. I fell through the sand and ended up on a glass mural. The mural was the Syracuse Crunch logo, and a voice came to me asking it to save them."

"Save who?" Evelyna asks.

"Matt, the NHL, AHL, I don't know! I asked whoever said that the exact same question and it just said them. I stopped Bobby from electrocuting Matt with blue lightning of all things, and he collapsed in my arms..."

I lose it as these words stumble out, "I love him. He turned out not to be dead, but he was close. We were on the ice somehow and Bobby and Brittany tried to kill us. I moved and the bullet cut through the ropes, and I dragged him out of the KeyBank Center. They started to run after us, and we dove into the freezing river. I found this house and I drag Matt towards it so we can be safe and sound. Brittany somehow arrived and Bobby knocked me out. I felt wood underneath me and I floated down the river, they killed me. I drowned, and Matt told me it wasn't goodbye."

Shannon wraps me up in a hug, "Oh my god, that's worse than a nightmare!"

"What's worse is that no matter when and if I woke up, I would resume the dream all over again or I would move on as if nothing happened. The wood, water, everything was just too realistic. The last dream I had was actually peaceful, the sun was setting and we were on top of a clock tower. It was a lazy afternoon for us where the two of us were laughing and smiling. It was too perfect, and that's it. You must think I'm crazy!"

Evelyna joins the hug, "No, you aren't crazy. If the three of us are with our dream guys somehow, I don't know what else can happen. Maybe Yzerchuk does exist...."

"I just want Matt to be safe!"

Shannon grabs a tissue, "We all hope he is as well. We'll help you."

"Really?"

Shannon and Evelyna nod as Shannon responds, "Of course. We'll help ya the best we can."

"Thank you," I return the hug finally.

Evelyna leaves as she says, "I'll ask the Bolts if they know anything!"

She slams the door shut as Shannon and I remain. I start to grab a sweatshirt from my luggage, but I smell a familiar scent. I grab the article of clothing with that scent, and somehow Matt's sweatshirt ended up in my bag.

I hold it up to Shannon, "How did this end up here?"

"I don't know. I think Matt threw it in the room or Tye dropped it off," she replies.

I throw it on and get changed into comfy sweatpants. I breathe in his scent and start to doze off fitfully.

Wandering alone, I look for you.

Dark thorns lurk everywhere, I look for you.

I look for you, my love.

I look for you, my friend.

They might find me first, I look for you.

My past haunts me, I look for you.

I look for you, my idol.

I look for you, my one.

It was dark, almost too dark. Rain starts to pour down on me as I am chilled to the bone. The water starts to rise up towards me as a wave of the ice-cold water follows behind. It grows bigger and bigger as I continue to hunt.

Two gates rise out of the distance, and they open for me immediately. I dash in there, but they shut behind me. The world starts to brighten up once again. Pastel flowers surround me as I ask aloud, "Am I on the Farplane?"

"You wish it was the Farplane sweetheart," he sneers out.

Another man, the traitor, walks in with ropes and you, "Looking for this mutt?"

He smirks at you, "I'm so proud of you, Newfie. He's safe and sound now."

"Let him go!" I shout.

She hits me with something cold and hard, "He's my new toy now. Good luck finding him, Tina."

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(Kristina's P.O.V.)

Tears start to streak down my face as I realize that there's something more to this than weird landscapes. Are Bobby and Brittany behind this crime? Why did Newfie help them in the first place? Is Matt okay even?

I start to slow my breathing down and take a deep breath. Matt's sweater shirt still lingers with his scent, and it makes me feel like I'm flying. Within five days, our whole paths in life have changed because of one another. I stare up at the ceiling as I ponder to myself what would've happened if we never met.

Sam would be home from Indiana by now. We would be working with Evelyna and a million other authors on our next story. I would be writing fanfiction stories and publishing them on Wattpad. Matt would be home safe and sound for the offseason, and he would have found someone else to fall into love with who has a much safer life than me.

Granted, college isn't all that dangerous, but why would someone purposely hunt him down, snatch him, hell even drug him to get what from him? Money? Fame? Sick pleasure? Revenge even?

I mumble to myself, "I am not falling asleep anytime soon."

It took me forever to fall asleep. I couldn't help but wonder what I could have done to prevent this. Not meeting him was one solution, but we would have ended up talking somehow. I pace across the room in frustration. Shannon, I can imagine, is glaring at me for making the ruckus I am.

She would be doing the same thing if she was in my situation. If Brayden was kidnapped, all hell would break loose. If Vladdy was gone, well at least we would have a plan of action. Matt on the other hand....why him? I start to jot down every common detail of the dreams I've experienced in the past few days.

They always involve the same things: Matt, me, sparks flying, Bobby, Brittany, death, torture, pain, survival, darkness, and none of it made a lick of sense. Anything that could be a clue was void. I wrote down what little theory I could piece together.

Matt's disappearance had to do something with my injury. Matt's kidnappers could be Bobby and Brittany. Maybe his disappearance has no significance whatsoever and I'm hallucinating this all. It's frustration at its max as I slam the hotel door shut, and I groan as I realize that I forgot my hotel room key in said room I stormed out of.

I knock on Room 5543, and Tye opens up, "Can't sleep?"

I nod, "I can't. I just want Matt to be okay."

Tye opens the door wider and looks over at a desk chair, "That makes two of us."

"How could someone do this to him?"

Tye looks at me, "I know it wasn't one of the Crunch fans. They love him up there."

"Did I drag him into my own drama for no reason then?"

Tye sighs as he sits on the bed, "No, did you have funny dreams like he did?"

"Yeah, how'd you know?"

"He would tell me when we would room together, started about a week ago. Kept telling me of the girl who couldn't speak to him but he would go on and on about how her eyes spoke for her."

I sigh and look over at Tye, "Oh, and when did these dreams start for him?"

"About a week ago, did you have similar ones?"

"Depends on what happened in them," I look at him as I grab a pen and paper.

Tye tells me, "The one he liked the most was when the girl punched this woman who was her sworn enemy. They ended up at a carnival somehow. He always hated the ones that dealt with him or her dying."

I gasp, "Holy....we had the same dreams?"

Tye looks at me, "Yeah, I thought he told you this."

"Somewhat, I knew we had some of the same dreams, but not for the same amount of time. What is going on?"

"You're asking me when my best friend was just kidnapped! I want him back as much as you do!"

I start to tear up, "I want to find him as well."

Tye pulls the desk chair over to his bed, "It'll be fine, Matt's a trooper. What was in the letter Evelyna gave you?"

"It said that hope you liked your dreams because they will come true sometime soon."

"Oh no, Matt's in danger!"

The pieces finally start to come together in one dark harmony, "I think I know where he is."

"Where would that be Sherlock?"

"Buffalo, New York. Key Bank Center."

"What, Evander Kane took him?"

"No, remember the idjit who pushed me down the stairs?"

"The chick?"

"Yeah, and the footage?"

"Shot by another chick and send across the world, yeah. What are your thoughts?"

I shoot up out of the chair, "Bobby Hansen and Brittany Kavanagh have something to do with this. They've been gunning for me the whole damn time I've been back on 365."

"Who?"

"Two asshats who for some reason have placed a target on my back. Just because I speak my mind doesn't mean they should go after the people I love!"

Tye looks at me startled, "You love Matt?"

"Yes, even though I've only known him for five, hell six whole days now! I feel so guilty right now because I dragged him into this mess..."

"You didn't drag him into this mess, it seems like someone has been planning this for a long time."

"Why him though?"

"I don't know!"

Someone knocks at the door, and a second later, an envelope is on the ground of the hotel room. I race over to get the envelope, and it is addressed to me. I open it up and read it out loud.

"Kristina Sommer,

Such a pretty name isn't it? Funny when you're in the position you are now, you can't think through and be the hero you are normally. Who knew that you couldn't be the hero we all dreamt you would be?

At least you're predictable. That's why this letter ended up in your hands in Tye's room. Matt, let's just say he's doing well enough to thrive another day.

You won't find hi...

krIstinA! i don't have Much tIme to write to you aNd whoever else reads this, BUt i wanted to let you know i will never stop trying to shake them oFF. Any reason to LOse them....iloveyou. please help me!

Cutie, taking the paper from us. Good luck finding your boy toy, he will be punished for his transgressions.

-Blades of Sir"

Tye scoffs, "Blades of Sir, that's bizarre."

"That confirms a lot more than what I thought I knew."

"What do you mean?"

"I need to fly to Buffalo as soon as I can. He's there."

"How do you know that?"

I show him the letter with Matt's paragraph, "He told me where he was going."

"How?"

"The capital letters, see? Matt said in the letter 'I AM IN BUFFALO' by putting the letters needed to send said message as capital letters. Does that make sense?"

"Who delivered the letter though?"

"I'll bother with that mystery later on. I need to get back to my room now, goodbye Tye."

I bolt out of his room just as the sun starts to rise, "SAM! OPEN UP!"

Shannon opens the door, "What the hell Dean?"

"I know where Matt is at," I tell her as I wave the piece of paper in her face.

"It's six AM, let me sleep first!"

"Let me grab Cruncher and my meds. Matt's in Buffalo."

"Okay, what?"

"Matt's been missing since last night, and I know where he is and who has him."

I start to turn on my laptop as Shannon replies, "What the hell happened during the night?"