Late Friday Night, 44 Blueberry Hill

[sleepswthdemons]

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?]]

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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."

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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?"

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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."

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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?"

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"Yeah, define 'good,'" Cole said dubiously.

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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."

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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.

[holdingontolove.livejournal.com]

"'Course it was," Cole said gruffly. "Because we're here."

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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."