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After not a lot of sleep due to the party the night before and spending most of today cleaning up, Phoebe had thought she would get a peaceful night's sleep. The twins were settled in and tonight she was curled up in between her men. You would think that would guarantee her a very nice night of sleep.

Phoebe wasn't sure how much timed had passed, but she and Cole were at the hospital. A few of their friends were with them, and from the looks on their faces and the emotions she was feeling, it was bad. Anders was in surgery, and none of the doctors would tell them what was going on. They kept muttering useless things about it being too soon to tell.

She started to reach for Cole - needing the comfort -- and then she gasped, her head whipping to stare down the hall.

"No," she whimpered. Not giving her husband a chance to stop her, she started to run down the hall and crashed through the double doors. She heard shouts behind her, but she ignored them, hitting another door with such force it bounced against the wall.

"No," she said again.

There was so much blood and Anders was so still on the table. The doctors that had been working on him were talking about no brain activity even though they had gotten the bullet out. Her ears heard the machines, but it was that other sense that was screaming at her.

There was nothing there. He was gone.

It was that absence in her mind and in her heart that caused Phoebe to start screaming hysterically.

Those same screams made their way out of the nightmare as Phoebe sat upright in bed, still screaming as tears ran down her face.

[[OOC: What? You think that after the last few weeks of BSG that Phoebe wouldn't have some sort of nightmare like the guys did?]]

Date: 2009-02-14 04:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Cole snapped awake just before Phoebe screamed, since he felt the surge of her despair shoot through him. He was out of the bed, fireball in hand, scanning the room for danger. When he found none, he extinguished the fireball and gathered Phoebe in his arms. "It's okay, love, you're okay," he said.

He could hear the girls crying in their room, awakened by their mother's screams and possibly a little empathy of their own. Sam was awake and holding on to Phoebe as well, so he kissed her and released her to Sam's embrace. "I'll get the girls, I'll be right back," he said, hurrying to the nursery.

Date: 2009-02-14 04:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Sam had been slower to wake than Cole, confused and groggy, but the spike of emotion had him alert now and he wrapped an arm more tightly around Phoebe.

"What is it? Babe?"

Date: 2009-02-14 04:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Phoebe felt Cole leave, but it was the existence of that other spark she felt that had her clinging to Anders tightly. She was having a hard time forming words and for a few moments just held onto him as she tried to stop her hysterics before Cole came back with their daughters.
Edited Date: 2009-02-14 04:41 am (UTC)

Date: 2009-02-14 04:44 am (UTC)
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Cole returned a moment later, juggling two crying babies. "Shhhh," he said soothingly, rocking them gently. "It's okay. Mommy's all right."

Date: 2009-02-14 04:46 am (UTC)
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Sam looked at him helplessly; all he could feel was Phoebe's fear, and the way she was hanging onto him. "Phoebe, what's wrong?" he tried to ask again.

Date: 2009-02-14 04:53 am (UTC)
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She finally drew back from her death grip on Anders to reach for one of the girl to try and help calm them.

"It was so real. The hospital. The blood. The emptiness in me where I used to be able to feel you."

It wasn't clear which you she was talking about.

Date: 2009-02-14 04:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Cole handed Peri off to Phoebe (or was it Thea?). He sat down on the bed, giving Phoebe a confused look. "Wait -- was he hurt in the back of the neck? Like in my dream?"

Date: 2009-02-14 05:02 am (UTC)
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Sam eased himself halfway upright, but stayed close to Phoebe; one hand went to the back of his neck involuntarily. "This is starting to get really freaky."

Date: 2009-02-14 05:04 am (UTC)
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Phoebe nodded, holding Peri close to her.

"The machines and the doctors..." she swallowed. "They said you were gone, but it was the fact that I couldn't..." Her eyes teared up and Peri reached up to tug on her hair gently. "I couldn't feel him."

Date: 2009-02-14 05:14 am (UTC)
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Cole wrapped his free arm around Phoebe's shoulders, putting his hand on Sam as well to reassure himself that he was okay. "It was just a dream, love," he said. Thea was calming down now that she was closer to her mother.

Date: 2009-02-14 05:22 am (UTC)
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"What is wrong with Friday nights?" Sam demanded; he covered Cole's hand with his own free one. "First me, then you, now Phoebe, with these dreams? I'm beginning to feel like I should never leave the house again."

Date: 2009-02-14 05:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Phoebe took a breath. "We're linked. It makes sense we'd have the dreams and it doesn't mean anything is going to happen."

Seraphim and Valkyrie had also come onto the bed and were staying close to Anders and Cole.

Date: 2009-02-14 05:37 am (UTC)
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"Nothing's going to happen to Sam," Cole said. "It was just a dream, not a premonition. And even if it was, anything wants to get to him, it has to get through us."

Date: 2009-02-14 05:47 am (UTC)
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"Just a dream we can all stop having," Sam grumbled. His hands were shaking more than he realized as he squeezed Cole's hand and leaned against Phoebe.

"I'm here." The words were just as much to reassure him as to reassure either of them. "You haven't lost me, and you're not going to."

Date: 2009-02-14 05:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Peri tugged on Seraphim's tail and the cat got to his feet to move closer to the twins and Phoebe.

"No we're not," Phoebe said, kissing Peri's head.

She wasn't about to tell them that all of these dreams made her that much more afraid of guns.

"I'd hurt anyone who pulled a gun on you. A knife through the throat would stop them."

Date: 2009-02-14 06:02 am (UTC)
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"Maybe someone's trying to get to use through dreams," Cole said, kissing the top of Thea's head. "Like when I was stuck in mine. Think you can whip up a spell to repel bad dreams?"

Date: 2009-02-14 06:04 am (UTC)
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Valkyrie curled up on Sam's stomach with a reassuring purr that made him smile. "I know one good thing about these dreams."

Date: 2009-02-14 06:07 am (UTC)
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"I'm not sure," Phoebe admitted reluctantly. "I could probably do it for you guys, but if I do it for me, too, it could interfere with my premonitions."

She gave Anders an incredulous look. "How could anything about them be good?"

Date: 2009-02-14 06:09 am (UTC)
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"Yeah, define 'good,'" Cole said dubiously.

Date: 2009-02-14 06:48 am (UTC)
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"Well," Sam said, kissing Phoebe's cheek, "it just makes me more convinced than ever that staying here was the right decision."

Date: 2009-02-14 12:40 pm (UTC)
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"We could have told you that without the help of horrible nightmares," Phoebe said softly. Peri gurgled in response. She did not like her mother upset, thank you very much.

Date: 2009-02-14 02:40 pm (UTC)
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"'Course it was," Cole said gruffly. "Because we're here."

Date: 2009-02-14 04:22 pm (UTC)
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Sam shook his head slowly. "It's not the first time I've had dreams like this, y'know. Been having them for years, since I was sixteen. They're all . . . puzzle pieces. All of 'em, the same life I would've had if I'd gone back."

He smiled and touched a now calm hand to Peri's cheek, then Thea's. "Instead, I've got all this, and I know it was the smart choice, not just the right one."


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