[A/N: Elizabeth (a.k.a Elise prior to Weapon X) was between 3 and 6 when this happened]
Elizabeth woke up wailing and soaked with sweat from a nightmare. Victor threw open the door.
"Tha hell're ya on about now, Lizzy?" Victor growled.
The child whimpered and sniffled. "I want my mommy."
"Yer ma's dead. Go talk ta Jimmy. I ain't in tha mood ta deal with ya." Elizabeth only whimpered more and clung to her doll Anna and Victor growled in annoyance.
"JIMMY! Get yer ass up here!" Victor yelled down the hall. James came over to the room and sat on the bed with his little sister. She crawled into his lap and clung to him, burying her head in his shoulder.
"Have a bad dream, Eli-Grace?" The little one nodded quickly into his shoulder.
"Same one as last time?" Again she nodded into his shoulder, clinging and whimpering.
"It's okay, Eli, it's over now." He hushed her and wrapped his arms around her tiny body tightly. Victor scowled at the other two, being secretly jealous of the comfort. Very jealous.
He was gone to his room before James looked up.