The Story of Two Fangirls

Or is it just a dream...?

But before we could do anything I heard a car coming. I turned my head to see where it was coming from, but it was too late. The car couldn't stop anymore and it hit me.

Seamus was sitting next to my bed when I woke up. I was in a hospital. The same one as before. But it wasn't as dark. Seamus noticed I was awake and grabbed my hand. I looked at him.
'Where am I?' I asked him. 'What happened?'
He smiled and pushed himself up from his chair. He pushed a button underneath my bed and helped me to sit straight up. He squeezed my hand. He looked at me when he sat down again. 'I don't know what happened. You fainted. Out of no where, you just passed out... I called an ambulance and tried to wake you up, and I was so scared. I was scared because for a moment, I thought you were going to die. But someone came to me and after checking a few things he said you weren't dead. After they took you to the hospital and had observed you, they told me you had a stress reaction. But not just a regular one. They told me you've been feeling stressed for a long time. So long, your body didn't even know how it would work without the stress. And apparently you began to feel less stressed and more relaxed. But because your body wasn't used to relaxation, it stopped working. Your body was just extremely exhausted of all the stress. You have been asleep for almost 48 hours. They let you stay to observe you, because this kind of stress reaction is pretty rare. But you're okay now. And I promised to call a doctor when you would wake up, so we can go home. I'm going to get a doctor, I'm back in a few minutes.'
He kissed my forehead and let go of my hand. He walked to the door and left the room.

One hour later we were sitting in a taxi on our way to my home. I was looking out the window but somehow I knew Seamus was looking at me. I turned my head to him and I smiled. He blushed and looked away. 'What is it?' I asked him. He turned his head to me and smiled. I could see on his face he wanted to say something but it was hard for him to say it out loud, because of the driver I guess.
'When you were asleep in the hospital, you said things. You talked in your sleep and I don't know what it meant, but I think it was something to do with us. But I don't know how. You said things like 'peculiar' and 'ymbrines'... And things about manipulating time and turning invisible. And by saying this you scared me in some way. I just want to know why you would say such things... Is there a way you can tell me more about it?'

I hadn't expected any of this.
I knew about the talking in my sleep, it happened very often. But most of the time I wouldn't really talk, just mumbling a few words. But this time it was different.
Apparently I did say more than a few words, I tried to tell a story. And when Seamus started talking about the things I'd said, I began to remember more and more things of the dream I had. About Big Baby and about turning invisible and the manipulation of time...
And I told Seamus everything about the dream.
After I told him the whole story, he looked at me. And suddenly he started laughing.
'Big Baby? You are trying to tell me I saved you from Big Baby? Well, you know, lucky for you that part was just a dream... hahahah!'

THAT part? He said it like the other things were completely normal. Like turning invisible was a simple thing in my daily routine and the manipulation of time was his guilty pleasure.
And I probably looked at him like a drunk sheep or something like that, because he immediately stopped laughing.
'Do you mean you actually are peculiar?' I asked him. It sounded even more shocked than it sounded in my own head. He awkwardly was trying to look away. This was a sign he didn't want to talk about it. At least not now, in the taxi. And that was it. We didn't say anything else until we got home.