She screamed hysterically and suddenly woke up when she felt someone shaking her body, calling her name. "Nathalia? Nathalia?"
It was pitch dark outside. Only a dim light was on in the room. She saw a familiar figure sitting next to the bed and, without thinking, her arm around his waist and wept, "Spencer, I just had a terrible dream! Someone told me that you had a plane crash! I was so worried! I was crying..."
The man didn't move, and she felt a sudden strangeness. She stopped talking and suddenly looked up at the man and pushed him away. It was Matt.
"Matt? What are you doing here? Where's Spencer?" she asked with teary eyes, looking helpless and scared like a little lost girl.
Matt's heart ached for her, but he knew he had to stay calm and strong for her. "Nathalia, be as strong as you have always been. Spencer will..."
