"She"s just dreaming, Jared. Give her a chance to finish," Megan said. "Look at her, Megan; something is wrong. Her face is too red. She"s too hot. Get this stuff off of her. Versity, what"s the meaning of this?" Versity"s voice was calm and quiet. "Rhea knew what she was asking for. Rhea wanted a clear picture." "Picture? What are you talking about?" Rhea could hear the fear in Jared"s voice. She wanted to wake up, to open her eyes and tell him everything was fine, but her dream continued. "Shoot the hostage," she said. Steve shook his head no. "Shoot the hostage," Rhea kept repeating over and over again. Steve was still saying no. He can"t say no, Rhea can"t hear him. Hostage? Rhea was the hostage. She was asking Steve or Jared to shoot her and take her out of the equation. She needed to make it harder for her captors to move her around. Make her bleed! "Rhea, love, will you open your eyes?" The nightmare was over.