See part 1 for all the pertinent info.
Sweating and breathing hard, Toby sat upright and looked around his
bedroom. When he was convinced that this was the real world, he
glanced at the clock. 2AM...damn...he had only gotten 2 hours sleep
this time. He dragged out of bed and padded into the bathroom. After
flicking the light on, he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror
and cringed. Toby looked like hell and felt like crap. For two weeks
now he hadn't gotten more than a few hours sleep before a nightmare
The scenarios would vary, but they always had something to do with
Sam. In them, there was some type of crisis that Sam had to handle.
Toby would be there, but no one seemed to see him. No matter how hard
he tried Toby was never able to help or guide Sam. In those scenes Sam
always appeared uncertain...worried...and at times even fearful. Toby
hated the thought of his young Deputy ever having to feel fear. In the
waking world, Sam had been his usual cheerful and optimistic self. In
Toby's fitful sleep, "dream" Sam was a very different person.
Toby splashed some cool water on his face and patted it dry with a
towel. He grabbed his robe as he wandered into the living room. There
was no way he was going to be able to get back to sleep. He flopped
down on the couch and scrubbed his hand over his face. This all had
started after Hoynes' cryptic comment about knowing something...but
what? It didn't help that when Toby questioned Leo and the President
they became terse and defensive. For some reason, Toby could not shake
the relentless feeling that time was running out. The nightmares
seemed to be a warning that his time with Sam was ticking away. He
originally thought there would be plenty of opportunity to prepare
Sam...to train him. Now Toby wasn't so sure. He had an uneasy sense of
urgency. DAMN HOYNES! Toby was going to have to get Sam ready NOW.
Time Ticking Away - 3