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Enter Sandman-Metallica

Somethings wrong, shut the light
heavy thoughts tonight
And they aren't of snow white
dreams of war, dreams of liars
dreams of dragon's fire
and of things that will bite
sleep with one eye open
gripping your pillow tight

Chloe's Nightmare

Chloe POV

I woke up screaming.

Just because I didn't have a nightmare the first night after we got here doesn't mean that the other nights were the same. Since the first night of dreamless sleep I had three nightmares, but this was the only one that made me scream.

I heard the floor squeak outside my room. I must've woken someone up when I screamed. Probably Derek. But I was hoping with every fiber of my being that it wasn't him. I didn't want to look at him…no…I didn't want to see him right at this very moment after having a nightmare that we die in…

Derek opened the door to my room and stood in the doorway staring at me. I had my legs pulled close to my chest and I covered my face with my hands so I couldn't see him. The images of my dream were still fresh in my mind and I didn't want to relive them.

"Chloe? Are you okay?" He took a hesitant step into my room and closed the door.

"N-no" I said shakily. "I-I'm far from o-okay…" I never once removed my hands from my face, I could feel the tears welling up inside of me and I knew if I looked at him I couldn't stop them from flowing.

I cringed as I remembered my nightmare…

No, no, no. This can't be happening! How did they find us?

I was trapped in room all by myself. I didn't know where Andrew, Tori, Simon or…Derek was…Tears started streaming down my face at just the idea of losing him.

The door to my room clicked open and Dr. Davidoff came in to talk to me.

"Chloe, come with me. There's something I would like you to see." When I didn't move he grabbed my arm and pulled me out into the hall with him. He led me down the hall and I could see my friends being held captive through the two way mirrors along the walls.

Simon and Tori's arms were chained to the wall, to stop them from being able to use their spells I assumed and Andrew was tied down to a metal table in the middle of his cell. He was unconscious but still breathing.

But I didn't see Derek anywhere in this hallway.

Oh god. Maybe they already killed him. No! More tears fell down my cheeks as that thought invaded my brain, I wanted to ask but I was afraid of the answer to where he was.

"I assume, Chloe, that you are wondering were Derek is. Don't worry you will be joining him momentarily."

That sent a chill up my spine, but still made more tears fall.

God Derek, please be okay. Please!

Dr. Davidoff stopped in front of a steel door. "I can imagine how much you are dying to see him."

Dying. I couldn't stop the tears.

Dr. Davidoff opened the door and pulled me inside. Derek was chained to the wall, his body was bruised and cut up like he had been tortured. Along the wall was a table filled with different torturing devices. By the looks of the objects on the table it looked like Derek had been whipped, stabbed with a couple of the small knives, and the bruises on his face said he'd been punched multiple times.

At the very end of the table I saw something I had hoped wouldn't be here.

A gun.

I whimpered and Derek's head shot up to look at me.

"Chloe." He breathed. "I'm…I'm so sorry, I couldn't protect-"

He was cut off by a punch to his stomach by the guard in the room with him.

"Derek!" Dr. Davidoff 's grip on my arm was to tight for me to break away from him, all I wanted to do was run to Derek and take him away, rescue the others and get out of here. But there was no way I could do that.

"Davidoff, can we finish him please." Finish him…I sobbed. But I didn't miss the unmistakable satisfaction in the guard's eyes at being able to kill Derek. Which only made me cry harder.

Dr. Davidoff slapped his hand over my mouth. "Shh, be quiet Chloe it will all be over soon. You and Derek were the biggest threats, too powerful, but now" He laughed. "The threats will be eliminated."

At that, the guard raised the gun to Derek's head and fired.

"No!" I tried wrenching away from Dr. Davidoff but his grip was too tight, it was obvious that I wasn't going anywhere. But I still tried to pull away. "No! Derek! Derek!" I sobbed uncontrollably. "NO!"

Finally Dr. Davidoff let me go, but only to throw me to the guard who held the gun steady to my temple after he caught me. "Davidoff the threats are eliminated." he said smirking, before squeezing the trigger.

The nightmare flashback had consumed me and I didn't even notice that Derek had come over and sat on the bed. He was trying to pull the blanket that I was holding out of the vice like grip I had on it, while asking me if I was okay, growing more concerned every time he asked.

I glanced down. I was clutching the blanket so hard my knuckles were white. I quickly let go and Derek looked at me. Every part of his expression told me he was worried about me.

"Chloe, are you-" I didn't even let him finish before I flung myself at him, wrapping my arms around his neck and sobbing into the collar of his shirt.

Hesitantly Derek lifted his arms around me and held me. My grip tightened around his neck, like I thought he would disappear if I let him go. In my dream he did…We both did. I didn't want that to really happen.

"Chloe, what happened?"

I shook my head and tried to bury myself further into his neck. He rubbed my back, unsure of what he should do.

"It was a nightmare. A very very bad nightmare." I said between sobs.

"Do you want me to go get Simon? He's better at comforting and-"

"N-no. Just s-stay here. P-Please."

"Okay. Um do you want to talk about your dream?" he asked hesitantly.

I shook my head against his neck. Not yet I didn't. I wasn't ready to talk about it. I'd seen it while dreaming then relived it again after. I don't want to see him die again while I tell him about it. If he thought I was crying now…

Derek POV

I knew she had a bad dream but if she didn't tell me what was wrong I couldn't do anything to at least try and help and I didn't know how to make her feel any better while she cried. I just held onto her while she cried and every now and then I would rub her back in an effort to try and calm her down.

She held onto my neck like she thought if she let go I would disappear into nothing. Normally I wouldn't really mind being this close to her, but they way she was acting made me nervous. Something in that dream had scared her. Badly. And I didn't like it. But she wouldn't tell me what happened.

After about five minutes she stopped crying and just held onto me.

"Chloe?" She pulled back far enough to be able to look me in the eyes. "Are you okay now?

Another tear rolled down her cheek. "No." She whispered. I wiped the tear away and she leaned against my shoulder.

She scooted closer to me until she was almost sitting in my lap. "W-we were killed, s-shot. Y-you and I-I both." She shuddered and I pulled he closer to let her know I wasn't going anywhere. "Th-they captured us, a-and h-held us in individual cells. S-Simon and Tori were chained t-to the wall and A-Andrew was s-strapped to a table. B-but y-you…"

I held her close. "Chloe, it was only a dream. I'm here and so are you."

"B-but-" her voice was still trembling, I just hoped I didn't say the wrong thing to make her feel worse.

"No buts, we are still alive. Right now we're safe. Okay?" I said in a tone I hoped was calming her, while I rubbed her arm.

She nodded against me. Chloe didn't move for another five minutes. She just sat with her arms in her lap and her head against my shoulder.

A knock at the door startled us both. Chloe let out a small yelp. Andrew opened the door. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare anyone. Derek what are you doing in here?"

"I-I had a nightmare Andrew. He heard me scream so he came to see what was wrong."

He looked at us skeptically but said "Okay. Well, everyone else is awake now and it won't be too much longer until breakfast so why don't you guys get cleaned up and come down stairs."

"Okay." I said but I wasn't going anywhere until Chloe wanted me too.

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The nightmare is a little morbid I think but dieing is kind of like that ya know. So…yeah lemme know what you guys think. Even if you don't like it. Please.