After a few moments, I stood up and helped Desmond to stand.

"I am dreaming." Desmond laughed to himself as I helped him to walk out of the music room.

"No, You are not," I said in a low tone.

"Promise you'll be here tomorrow when I wake up in my senses," Desmond said in a pleading tone.

"I promise." I smiled and looked at him. He also smiled. Then I took him to his room and laid him on the bed. Desmond held me close.

"Please don't leave. I don't want to lose ...