I woke up a few hours later and was glad to find the headache gone. I still didn't know what had caused it but it didn't worry me as much as it should have. I thought about getting something to eat but decided to shower first. It was only after my shower that I thought to go for a jog. Oh well, I thought, you can never take too many showers. I dressed in a pair of jogging shorts and t-shirt and I was off. I guess I should tell you that I generally attract a lot of attention wherever I go, I find it disconcerting, but it's always been like this. I was born into a family that was naturally gifted with good looks and they seemed to think it was all just a part of life but I really don't get what the fuss is all about. I mean looks are just looks after all, they don't make any impact on the world but most people I've encountered seem to think differently. Anyway I have a lot more to be proud of than my good looks, I've got some brains about me -- which is why I'm a doctor, or professor rather, at the tender age of 20(or so people think) -- and I've got a very big heart. But most people seem to be focused on my exterior rather than my interior which really gets to me because I believe in the saying that you should never judge a book by its cover. I guess I should tell you how I look to at least give you a chance to form your own opinion. I'm 6" tall with sandy blonde hair that has a mind of its own when it comes to keeping it neat. I've got a fairly toned body with enough muscle to make me look fit, blue eyes that are so light they seem to be white sometimes, usually when I'm angry, and honey colored skin. So anyway I usually take the same route when I jog: down the road, round the park and back up the road again. So I took the same route today as I usually did. I jogged down the road, round the park, and as I was going up the road, a dark haired guy walked straight into me and I instinctively reached out for him because he looked like he might fall over.
"I'm so sorry" he said and looked up at me. I caught my breath. The guy who had walked head on into me was none other than gorgeous Mr. Alex Croon himself.
Alex
Oh my God I just walked straight into Doctor Woods! I was taking a walk -getting some fresh air after being cooped up in Miggy's house for the past day and a half- and I took the route that took me to the doc's street, hoping to catch a glimpse of the gorgeous man. I started thinking about my vision again and next thing I knew, I was walking into a very solid, very male body. I looked up to find that I had walked straight into my walking wet dream. I blushed at the thought and spluttered out an apology before clamping my mouth shut and facing the ground. I raised my head when I heard his soft laughter -- it sounded like the jingle of bells.
"Ahh Mr. Croon, how nice it is to see you again although you did just knock the breath out of me."
"It's Alex doctor and once again I am so sorry about that, I was...my mind was elsewhere."
"I see Alex, anything you wish to talk about?"
"Not really doc, it's...it's complicated, downright crazy even."
"Hmm... Now you've got me really interested. Let's grab a drink while you tell me what's going on."
I started protesting but he simply took my wrist and pulled me gently down the street to the nearby café. We sat down and ordered drinks and I noticed that he looked a little apprehensive, as if he was worried that he had done the wrong thing, I quickly put his mind at ease. "I guess I do need to talk about this, maybe get a fresh perspective."
He visibly relaxed. "Well I'm nothing if not a good listener -- it comes with the job," he said. I felt really warm inside, as if he was sending me waves of warmth and reassurance and I strangely felt the need to confide in him.
"This might sound a little weird but yesterday when I was having lunch with my friends, I had...kind of...a vision of sorts." I held my breath waiting for the laughter that never came. I looked at him to find him looking like he was seriously in thought and I had a dreadful feeling that he was going to pull all his scientific mumbo jumbo on me.
"I see" he finally said, "And in this vision you saw...?"
I sat silent for a moment and racked my brains for the answer to his question, what did I see? I looked at him armed with the same answer that I'd given Miguel but stopped short when I looked into those startlingly blue eyes, the same eyes I had seen in my vision.
"Alex? Alex!"
I refocused when I heard my name and immediately looked away to hide the blush that crept up my face as I answered him. "I saw you!" I whispered.
"Me? What was I doing?"
I sighed as the rest of the vision came back to me in bits and pieces, "You were in a hospital...amongst corpses, trying to bring them back to life." I said.
"Hmmm... Most people would have you committed or tell you that it was just a dream but I think there's more to this than any scientific explanation." He said after a terrifyingly long pause.
I exhaled and spoke again "So what do you think I should do doc?"
"I think you should do nothing. Just wait and see if you get any more of these visions" He said thoughtfully, "Maybe by then you'll know what's causing them." He finished.
We sat in silence for a while then I started asking him about his life and we had a back and forth conversation till we were laughing like old friends. That, I think, is when I started falling for him.
