Let me first add the disclaimer of: I'm not certifiably crazy. That I know of.
So I had a dream. And in that dream I was married to Shawn Spencer. So not kidding. We had two little girls and Shawn was still working for the SBPD. Gus came by to visit.
That wasn't the weird part.
What was weird was when Shawn, Juliet, and Chief Vick were possessed by alien entities. They were all glowy and stuff and were going to kill me, Gus, and Lassiter. I was worried about the girls, so we called Henry to come pick them up and take them to his house until we figured things out. (Honestly, I think Henry liked the whole "grandpa" thing.)
In the end we saved the day (can't remember how) and then me and Shawn went to go play with the kids at Grandpa's.
Papa Henry? xD
So yeah. In the end, it seems having dreams about my fandoms is pretty dang normal. I mean I've had Shawn dreams, Jess dreams, Daniel Jackson dreams...so where the heck are the Scruffington dreams?!