Apparently, when I can't make the time to write on a regular basis, my subconscious steps up to fill the gap.
But it seems that my dreaming mind writes fan-fiction.
Last night, in a crossover of universe-shatteringly epic proportions, the characters from Star Trek: The Next Generation travelled back in time to save Jean-Luc Picard, who had been erased from history by a malevolent cosmic entity.
To accomplish their mission, they teamed up with the "Scooby Gang" from Buffy The Vampire Slayer, who were attempting to save Buffy Summers from a similar fate - but the first order of business was to rescue Assistant District Attorney Jack McCoy (of Law & Order - my subconscious also likes procedurals) from a car accident arranged by the cosmic entity in an attempt to kill the heroic prosecutor.
They had saved McCoy by the time I woke up.
My waking theory is that killing Jack McCoy would have ensured that Dr. Leonard "Bones" McCoy was never born, but I'm afraid to take it any farther - writing an ending awake to fan-fiction my brain cooked up while I was asleep is a little much, even for me.
Still: Coolest. Dream. Ever.