Luhan woke up with a jolt, cold sweat running down his back.

He gasped for air and realized there was a face staring down at him, shaking him.

"Are you okay, sir?" the stranger sitting next to him asked, and Luhan looked around.

It was mostly dark, with only a few light on. Outside was very dark. 

He was in the plane, back to China.

"Sehun?" Luhan mumbled slowly.

"I don't know who that is, sir," the stranger smiled nervously, "is there anything I could do for you?"

Luhan asked for some water and was grateful for the nice stranger who immediately got him a water bottle.

"I'm Taemin," the boy said smiling and holding his hand out.

Luhan finally smiled, shaking Taemin's hand, "Luhan." 

"A nightmare?" Taemin asked and Luhan nodded, his cheeks going bright red.

"You scared me then," Taemin laughed.

"I'm sorry," Luhan said laughing himself though in his heart he was still in shock, "I fell asleep as I read..." and then he looked at his lap and nothing was there, "Where is it? Oh my god?"

"You mean these papers?" Taemin asked as he reached forward and grabbed them from the small compartment on the seat on front of Luhan's "They all fell when you decided to take a nap, I put them back together. I hope you don't mind but I have read through a bit."

"Thank you," Luhan said as he took the papers from Taemin, "And I don't mind but..." tears started to fall as he reached the last page. It was the letter.

Sehun's goodbye letter.

"You're crying again," Taemin asked concerned, "I read that letter too. It's a book script, yeah?"

"It's real!" Luhan said, "I want to get off now!" 

"No, no..." Taemin said, "Please calm down. You're in risk of having a panic attack." 

"I'm sorry," Luhan shut his eyes and tried to calm down. His ashtma had been under