This is another story that is post Stan By Me. The last one I wrote had Mary completely out of character, so this one I will try to do a better job on. Mary and Marshall. R&R. Warning of character death. I own nothing :(

Nightmares or good dreams

"I'm not a monster. I want you to die happy."

"Thank you, I appreciate that. So, how do you want to do this? If you undo my hands it would be better for both of us."

"I'm not stupid," was the reply she got.

"Stand up and face the wall."

"Are you sure 'cuz…"

"Just do it," he screams.

"Okay, okay."

Mary stands up and he grabs her hips. He licks her shoulder. She flinches.

"Don't be thinking you're too good for me, 'cuz you're not."

"No, but you know what? I would really like to look at you while we do this. Is that okay? I'll just turn around and look into your eyes. Please."

He turns her around. She tries to use her head as a weapon and smack him with it but he dodges.

"Oh, so you wanna play like that, do ya. Okay, this just got interesting."

He grabs her head and smashes it against the beam. Her eyes close in pain and she blacks out. He decides to wait until she wakes up to have a go at her. He watches her sleep.

Mary wakes later to see his eyes glowing at her. She jumps up from her chair, ready to fight. She is still dizzy from the connection her head made and has little strength in her body. Her eyes go wide when she hears him pull down his zipper.

"No, no no no. Please don't."

"To late. You're a slut, just like your sister and mother. This is what you want and you know it.

This made her mad. She kicked his shin.

"Son-of-a… That's it, I'm done playing games."

He pulled her pants down and shoved himself inside her."

Mary wakes up from her nightmare. She starts crying. Her sheets and pillow are soaked with sweat.

"Dammit. I can't do this."

She brings her head to her knees and sits there in silence. The clock reads 12:35. She walks out to the living room and turns on the light. She turns on the TV. After flipping through the channels she decides on an I LOVE LUCY rerun.

At 12:42, there is a knock on her door. She is worried at who it could be. Not many people are going to knock on her door this early in the morning.

"Who's there?" she yells from the couch.

"Mary open up. It's just me."

"Marshall? Okay I'm coming."

"Mary, are you okay?"

"Yes Marshall. Great, fine. Wait, why are you here?"

"I was driving by and your light was on. I came to check up on you."

"Marshall were you really just driving by?"

"You caught me. We got some news at the office and I was driving by to see if you were awake. If you were I was going to tell you. Why are you up still anyway?"

"I had trouble sleeping. What did you find out?"

"Mary, Spanky got away. We have no idea were he is. I'm sorry."

"Oh… uh.. okay."

"Don't worry Mare. I'll find him or I'll die trying."

"Marshall, no. It's not worth you dieing. Not for me."

"Mary he hurt you in a way I can't comprehend. I don't know what you went through and I might not ever find out. I only want to hear it from you, not a piece of paper with a statement. I will find out when and if you want me to by you telling me."

"Marshall, I might tell you and I might not, but I'm not ready yet."

"And that is okay." he assured

"Mare, are you sure you are okay? You look horrible. I mean you look like you had a bad dream" he said.

"Well I did, but I am fine now."

"You sure?"

"Yep."

"Okay I will see you tomorrow."

"Okay, good night Marshall.

"Night"

She hated watching him go, but she had to be strong. She couldn't show Marshall how weak she was right now, how breakable, how scarred. Someday maybe, she might go to him, but not now. She can't yet. She wasn't ready to tell him.

After another hour of TV, she decided to try to get some sleep. She walked into her room and laid down. She had trouble falling asleep, but she eventually managed.

This might end up being long. I am not sure. Please R&R. Help me improve!!