AN: This is my first NLOCK fanfic. Im so happy. so tell me what you think. And im hoping to turn this into an actual story rather than a one shot. Enjoy guys. Love, gawjus

Alek POV

Slowly opening the window in her room, I sneak in. I shouldn't be doing this. I'm her protector. Even though my mind keeps telling me to go back on the roof, and stay there until the end of my shift. I can't seem to tell my feet to stop moving. I land with a quiet thud in her room. Like always, she is peacefully sleeping. Getting comfortable on the floor, I watch. Such beauty and such innocence in the one person. She has always been breath-taking. Even more so, now I know she is one of us. Mentally yelling at yourself for the danger you now are both in, you still can't leave her peaceful, sleeping figure. You have figured out, during the last few nights, she talks in her sleep. It's what got you in her room in the first place. You're not the stalker type, you never will be. The only reason your down here is because of what she said the other night.

Sitting on the roof, I scan the perimeter. No sign of danger at this moment. Getting myself comfortable for a long night, I tune in to what is happening around the street.

"Alek."

My head whips around the same time my eyes change and my claws extend. Scanning I can't spot any danger. But who said my name?

"Alek."

Focusing on the voice, I figure out its Chloe. Jumping through her window, I find her sleeping. A smile forms on my face. She is dreaming about me. So I'm not the only one?

Ever since that night, I can't seem to pry myself away from her bedroom when she sleeps. I keep praying that she will say more about you. Or even say your name again. She has captivated my thoughts. I can't seem to get away. There is a side of me, that doesn't want to get away from her. What I honestly want to do is curl up in bed with her. And just sleep with her tiny body wrapped up, away from any danger. But she would let me. She hates the fact everyone looks out for her, protects her. I have never met a more head strong girl. I wouldn't have her any other way. She is so perfect the way she is. The way she puts other people's safety in front of her own safety, and the way she will never fully admit to herself, or me, that she does like me. Even though she has said my name in her sleep multiple times. I'm still trying to get the nerve to tell her that I heard her. She has never said my name the same way she did that night to me in person. It kills me to know that she feels ashamed for me to know the truth.

"Alek."

There it is. The most beautiful sound in the world. Chloe saying my name. The smile I have memorized appears slowly on her face. I resist the urge to touch her face. To sweep the hair that is on her face away and to feel the softness of it under my fingers. Slowly standing, I walk over to the window. It's about time I leave Chloe to rest without me in there.

I will tell her what she has been saying my name in her sleep. I just need time to get my head around the fact the girl I dream about being with could possibly want the same thing as me, to be together. So until then, I'll wait until the right time.

R&R please. I would love to hear your suggestions.