Believing in Dreamland by Cheryl Dragon Read Free Book Online Page B

noticed her eyes starting to droop.
    “Maybe. I just wish we had some information about the aliens so we could help. Show that we’re useful. Remember something,” she said.
    “Do you remember anything new? They froze you, but did you see anything? Does anything pop into your head?” he asked.
    “Don’t stress about it.” Mason kissed her.
    Jonah pressed behind Mason and nodded. “If the memory guys didn’t get anything from us, it’s either so minor it doesn’t seem important or it freaked you out.”
    “Sleep on it.” Dorian kissed her forehead.

 
     
     
    Chapter Five
     
    Sammie sat up in bed as her dream echoed in her mind. The reality was much better than the hazy hangover. Her three men were sprawled on the large bed, and she felt safe sandwiched in the center. With that much body heat, they wouldn’t miss her. She slid from the bed, tossed on clothes and headed out. Hastings needed to hear this, and she didn’t care what time it was.
    Using her tracker phone, she found his office and heard voices. She knocked then stepped back when the door swung open.
    “What is it?” Hastings asked.
    “I had a dream, and I think it’s real this time. The aliens are after something.” Sammie walked in and saw a slim redhead sitting at the table. “Were you abducted, too?”
    “A while back. You must be the Air Force chick. I’m Bonnie. Don’t mind Dad. He’s never learned human people skills,” she smiled.
    “My people skills are fit for the military. What can I do for you, Ms. Montgomery?” He closed the door.
    “You don’t want to hear about my dream?” She sat down next to the other woman.
    Hastings sighed. “We had the memory experts in already. I know they said something might come up, but why didn’t they find it?”
    “Who knows? She was trained by the Air Force to observe things under all sort of atmospheric conditions up in the air. Don’t you also train military people to resist interrogations? Name, rank and number or whatever?” Bonnie asked.
    “That’s true. We don’t train our people to keep secrets from us, however,” Hastings replied.
    “Because alien abduction is so very routine, those concepts would never mingle or mix up. Just like being a POW. Abduction is freaky, fast and blurry. Sometimes kinky. What’s the harm in listening to the dream?” Bonnie shot back.
    Sammie raised an eyebrow. This woman was clearly not in the military of any kind. “Who are you?”
    “Former abductee. Current morale officer, of sorts. We were discussing your situation. Oh, and he’s my father so don’t worry. I’ll give him crap all day long.” She smiled.
    That made sense. “Well, I can tell you my dream. At least, someone will take me seriously.”
    “I’ll listen, but dreams don’t always mean something.” Hastings stared at Sammie.
    She felt the scrutiny. “I was in my aircraft, and the beam had the ship. I felt frozen, but once I adjusted, things were just moving very slowly. Like I was suspended somehow. Or they were bending time. I saw a door on the alien vessel open. It was large enough to pull the ship inside.”
    “Mason reported something similar. An opening compartment. We’re trying to determine if that’s a viable option for the delivery of our chemical weapon.” Hastings nodded.
    Sammie took a deep break. Some confirmation was better than another trip to the memory doctor. “Then the light changed a bit. I felt hot and heard some words flashing in my brain. Not heard… Saw, maybe. I’m not sure how it happened, but they were clear.”
    “Don’t worry about the how. They plant false memories and can change your perception of time.” Bonnie waved off her fears.
    “I heard them say, ‘No. She’s not one. Return her. Let them go. Not a hybrid’.” Sammie shrugged. “A hybrid? How could I be a hybrid? The men crashed as kids. Now, they’re adults, but at best, any hybrid would be ten years old. Are there a lot more aliens among us?”
    Bonnie looked at