Another night another nightmare. I don't want to go to sleep, but as usual I am forced to.  I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. I can feel myself slowly... Drifting off to sleep...

The angel's face. A blue light. Then everything turns black-

I wake up. The angel. Nico. I think I just realized something. I like Nico di Angelo. Maybe it's because, he is the angel from my dreams, or maybe it's because he's so closed off to the rest of the world. Something about him... It's almost like my dreams are real and true, like a past life or something. Nah, that's ridiculous.

For whatever reason, Nico knows what I know. Maybe he's had my dreams too. I think that I might be... Falling for him.