Dream-ception

Last night I had a dream within a dream- twice. And even a dream within a movie, within a dream. I'm such a good actress, I didn't know I was in a movie until they yelled, "Cut!" In the dream, I was reflecting on the dream I had just had that night to Dr. Alex Karev, of Grey's Anatomy. I was laying/sitting across his lap with my head on his chest. I didn't even realize I thought anything of Justin Chambers, who plays Karev- and I just had to look up his name. Anyway, the dream inside the dream was me going downstairs into my basement to do laundry. I noticed it had been cleaned, like really cleaned. Right now, it's a disaster. There's rolled up carpet I was going to lay- until it flooded and ruined the carpet pieces. Same flood ruined some boxes and clothes that deteriorated onto the floor. I barely have time to get down there to do laundry, let alone clean out the ruined items. (I'm home with the kids by myself and I can't leave them unattended upstairs.) Anyway, the basement was clean and organized- it was downright beautiful. Knowing I hadn't done it, and Dave wouldn't ever do it, I assumed the church's trustee came in and did it for some reason or another. When I came back upstairs, Zoey had dumped a basket of clean clothes, which made me mad and I was yelling at her. None of this is any weirder than any other dream I've ever had.
So, after some time of chatting with Alex/Justin, who it took me awhile to recognize because he was clean shaven- not a trait of Karev. It's time to go to our room, and go to bed. We lay down and within minutes someone is busting into the room. We can hear other rooms in the house being busted into (we're in some kind of dorm-like house, or quite possibly an institution). Alex fights the guy off, but ends up with a sword in his face. The sword is protruding at a downward angle in the middle of, and slightly above, his eyes. I have to ignore that for a moment because I realize the intruder attacked the pregnant woman lying on the floor beside my bed. I immediately drop to the floor and say, "We have to deliver the baby!" I prepare to deliver the baby, and see it has already come out and is wrapped in a mucus of some kind. I tear away the layer and as I do, the baby grows larger and larger. It's as if the mucus was containing it and preventing its rapid growth. Within seconds, the "baby" is five feet tall, close to 300 pounds, and has no hair or eyes. I scream to Alex that we have to kill it. I tell him to pull the sword out of his head, "The angle it's at it, it's not touching your brain, you should be able to pull it out without bleeding out or damaging your brain." (Now I'm a doctor o.O) He pulls it out with ease (twss), jumps up behind the "baby" and slits it throat. That only slows him down a little and he knocks Alex/Justin backward. I grab the sword and begin to chase him out of the room. As soon as he's on the other side of the door, I hear, "Cut! Good job, everyone!"
Bet you didn't see any of that comin', did ya?

I wake up after that to get Donovan off to school. Once he's left, I laid back down until Zoey got up- only about 30 minutes. When I fell asleep this time, I was in a room with three other people, one guy, two girls. We're not allowed to leave this room, food is brought to us, and the place is ran by nefarious people who feed us crap food and call us names. This dream is short, and soon someone has taken over the place and bringing us better food. I keep thinking, I need to tell Dave about this. I called for him, yelled even. Then I wake up to Dave coming into the bedroom asking me what I want. I realize I was dreaming and say, "Sorry, I was yelling your name in my dream. I didn't mean to call you in here."
Then I wake up and Dave isn't standing there at all. I managed to experience dream-ception TWICE in a few hours.

Well then... I'd like to see you do that.