I BELIEVE YOU.

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Believe something and the Universe is on its way to being changed. Because you've changed, by believing. Once you've changed, other things start to follow. Isn't that the way it works?

—Diane Duane

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Sarah Williams continues to pace nervously throughout the empty hospital room, wringing her hands in agitation as she waits for Melissa to bring in her son.

Her son.

Scott McCall.

The girl would've laughed at the absurdity of it if she weren't so terrified.

Sarah has come to the irrational conclusion while waiting that she's apparently in the fictional town of Beacon Hills.

She has also, while following that absolutely ridiculous line of thought, come to the realization that she's probably not in her own universe anymore, considering the fact that Beacon Hills doesn't exist in her world.

As she thinks back to the Sheriff's words earlier about nobody coming to claim her, Sarah also realizes with a dawning sense of horror that she's probably literally separated by time and space from her family.

Oh, God, she's gonna be sick.

Sarah leans against the wall with her hand, almost falling over as she starts to breathe erratically, panic creeping into her veins.

Just as she begins to feel like she would pass out, she's suddenly snapped out of her stupor by the sound of the door clicking open.

Her head whips back around as she struggles to pull herself together, watching in awe as the person of her current thoughts walks through the door.

Scott McCall stands just inside the doorway, looking at Sarah in curiosity. He tilts his head, turning to look behind him at his mother (who currently is giving him a look of encouragement), before stepping further into the room.

Melissa clears her throat. "I'll just leave you two alone for a minute." She turns around and walks out of the room, shutting the door behind her.

The room goes dead silent.

Scott's the first to break the silence. "So, um, my mom said that you wanted to talk to me?" he asks, giving her an awkward smile.

They both stare at each other a moment more before Sarah finally snaps out of it.

"Y-Yeah, I did," she stutters out, fidgeting in nervousness. The girl sighs, looking at Scott as she opens her mouth to try and explain her situation. "I'm—" she pauses, frustrated at her lack of words.

She begins to pace in distress, running her hands through her blonde locks of hair.

All the while, Scott continues to stare at the girl in confusion.

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