Readers:Just to let you know I will be doing sequels for Weaver of nightmares and Playing with Fire soon. I just haven't figured out how the stories are going to go yet but trust me they will be done. I don't own any WWE characters in this story!

Introduction

"Aaaah! Sissy!"

I sat up in bed with a jolt, hearing my little brother's cries for help. Without a second lost I jumped from my bed and dashed from my room and down to his.

"AAAAHHHHHHHHH!" he screamed just before I got to his room.

I opened his door and saw him struggling under his covers, kicking and screaming his little head off. I ran to his side and pulled back the covers only to see him all alone, with his eyes closed and sweat trickling from his forehead. I got a hold of his swinging arms and gently shook him until he woke up.

"Alex! Alex honey, wake up!" I yelled.

When he finally opened his eyes, he instantly started crying. I sighed and pulled him up into my lap, laying his head against my chest. "It's alright honey…it was just a dream."

He continued to cry in my chest as his warm body relaxed from being so scared. This was the fourth time this week he had woken me with his screams, but the one hundredth time since I first started taking care of him.

My name is Leah. I'm twenty five years old and recently just started working as a nurse at our local hospital. I have two brothers named Maven and Alex. Maven, is the eldest of us three and currently off working for the WWE. The two of us have never really gotten along, and even more so after our parents were killed.

Alex, who was only six at the time needed to go with one of us. Maven had more money than me and could have hired a nanny to watch him while he was away, but instead, he told them to give me full custody of Alex leaving me with all the responsibility. I didn't have a job yet, or a house for that matter and Maven refused to help me out with it. I swear, the minute he got into that business he became a complete jerk and forgot who his family was.

Anyways, I found a job and saved up to get a small place for Alex and I. It's been three years and Alex's nightmares seem to be getting worse. It broke my heart knowing there wasn't much I could do about it. Little did I know that there was someone out there, that was going to change our lives forever.