Katie jolted awake, gasping for air, tears streaming down her face. The dream had been horrifying and just thinking if it made her want to scream.
"Shh" said a calming voice from beside her bed. She must've woken Matt up.
"Shh, it was just a dream," Matt continued in his soothing voice.
"Can you lay down with me?" Katie asked hesitantly, too scared to sleep alone.
"Course, Pidge" Matt said, using the affectionate nickname he'd given his sister years ago.
Matt layed down and Katie curled into his side. She snuggled against him, finally feeling safe in her brother's arms. Just as her eyes drifted shut and she started falling asleep, her alarm blared, waking her up for the day.
With tears poring from their eyes, Pidge reached for the side of their bed, where their brother was laying in their dream. But he wasn't there. He hadn't been there in so long because of that stupid stupid explosion. Burying their face in to their pillow to muffle their sobs, Pidge tried not to think about how their brother died, minutes after they had just found him again.