I'll Take You to the Pizza Place

In her nightmares, Grace saw an army of monsters marching through a door. The door was made out of ice.

One of the monsters, a giant with a flaming head, threw his arms in the air and shouted. "HUZZAH! TODAY WE HAVE BEEN GRANTED GRACE. AND NOW WHAT SHALL WE DO WITH IT?"

The chorus on monsters answered, "WE WILL ENGULF THE WORLD IN CHAOS!"

In the physical world, Grace's unconcious body searched for her black book. It wasn't on her. She wasn't wearing any clothes with pockets, so it wasn't on her person. Frustrated, her body gave up and returned to peace.

She would wake up an hour later, feeling tired. At least the voices were gone.

Wait, how did she get in her room? Lance! He was looking out of her window...in her appartment!

"Um, good morning?"

Grace checked her side. The black book wasn't there. She checked around the bed. Wait...she had put it in her closet when she had tried on this new outfit.

"I don't know," Grace admitted. "I get headaches and nightmares a lot, but this one was worse than any of the others." She looked at Lance, trying not to appear nervous. "I didn't...say anything wierd, did I?"

Don't worry about it? Then she had said something wierd in her sleep. This was bad. Grace was sure that if Lance found out about her dreams and spiritual awareness, then he would hate and shun her.

If he found out, she would lose the Titans...and Lance's friendship.

"Uh, no. Just a normal nightmare. Nothing made any sense at all. I think that Evil Santa Claws guy was in it at some point." She had to change the subject somehow. "Thanks for getting me home."

Grace needed some time to think about everything that had happened in the last few hours. She had joined the Titans, gone out to pizza with Lance, and experienced a prophecy of doom.

"I hate to kick you out, but I have to be getting to work here pretty soon. Thanks for the pizza." She really didn't have to go to work today, she just needed an excuse to be alone.

It seemed an odd request. He wanted her to lock her door as soon as he went out the door? Maybe this was a southern thing.

Grace stood and went over to close the door. She locked eyes with Lance. "See you later, Chief."

With that she slowly closed and locked the door. As soon as it was shut she went back over to her bed and collapsed in it. What was going on? She found comfort that the voice was gone.