<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/07/Charmed_helen_b.png)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">H</span><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">ELEN</span> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">B</span><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">RIANNE</span> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">M</span><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">ITCHELL</span> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 7pt;"><br/>          it is in you to carry on      |      it is in you to lay down fears that hold      |     it is in you to find your way home          </span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><em>thinking about payton &amp; hearing about the dream</em><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">   » tragan . payton . wyatt . chris </span></span><br/><hr/><br/>Brie smiled and folded another forkful of lasagne into her mouth.<strong>"If you don't mind sharing Austin for a little bit, it'll be nice to match your face to your voice. I don't think we've spent any time together since before our tour."</strong>Even though she usually abstained from pastas and starches, it was nice being able to indulge herself once in a while. Her strict diet didn't usually allow for much deviation, but since she didn't have to be back at<em>Unity</em>for a couple of days, at least it meant that she could work or dance off the extra portions in the meantime.<br/><br/>Grinning at Payton, Brie made sure to wink slyly.<strong>"The company members who went on tour are going to be celebrating tomorrow night at Onyx,"</strong>she commented innocently, naming one of the most popular dance clubs in town. It was definitely the best in the South of Market district, and arguably one of the classiest in the city. It also happened to be one of the more expensive venues for college-age clubbers - but then, that was a perk of being in Unity, where the director knew everyone, the choreographers knew almost everyone, and even company members (especially the ones over 21) had ins to the best dance clubs in town. Truthfully, Brie could always go to P3, but it was usually too close to home... and it was awkward if Tray happened to be there. The one time they'd both gone to the same club (she with her usual friends in the company, and he with some people from college), she'd ended up making out with someone he knew. It had been awkward. That hadn't ended well.<br/><br/>They could do a lot of things together, but Brie tried not to be so sexually uninhibited around her twin. She was openly comfortable with her sexuality, but there were some things that brothers did not to see their sisters doing. Cousins, on the other hand, were a different story.<strong>"They're limiting the attendance to 21 and over tomorrow, since we already had our company celebration last night, but if you want to come, I'll have your name put on the guest list."</strong>Brie was really fond of Payton, even though the younger girl could sometimes be difficult. They both had the same free spirit, and they both lived in the moment. Brie's passion for life had manifested itself in dance, but it didn't stop her from having a good time or clubbing. She didn't like to think of her looking after Payton as being charity - but maybe by giving her a place to<em>be</em>free and responsible for her own decisions, it would give Payton an outlet for what often seemed like anger.<br/><br/>Plus, the members of Unity came from all walks. Few of them danced full time or worked in the industry, and maybe Payton would be able to connect someone and find her direction.<br/><br/>Brie was ready to deflect any concerns from Paisley or the boys, but once Wyatt started talking about his dream, all thoughts of dancing and Onyx fled from her mind. She frowned when he uncharacteristically brushed it off as 'just' a dream, and became perplexed when Chris, who would usually be the first to organize a plan of attack, instead tried to bring some brevity back into the conversation. It was well meaning, she was sure, but it had completely the opposite effect on at least two people at the table.<br/><br/>The clatter of a fork Melinda was the first to disappear in a cluster of orbs, her brow crinkled anxiously (although the biting of her lip showed an attempt to control her emotions at the table). Brie wondered for a split second if she should go after her, but found herself at a bit of a loss. It was hard to know when a comforting shoulder was wanted or needed, and when it would be more intrusive than helpful. And at the moment, it was really Payton that had her more worried. She looked like she wanted to become a stone, with her eyes closed and her entire body still.<br/><br/>She cleared her throat softly to get Wyatt and Chris' attention.<strong>"You know more than anyone that dreams are hardly meaningless, especially when it's our dreams,"</strong>she said softly. Everyone had stopped talking and eating - nobody would have any trouble hearing her.<strong>"It's not like you - either of you - to trivialize something like a dream, or try to minimize its significance."</strong>