"Ughh" he groaned at the sudden knock on his bedroom door.

He raised his head slowly and frowned when he looked at his alarm clock.

"Who would visit me at this time of the night?" He whispered to himself so that the person outside wouldn't hear, as he sat up gently in his bed.

He grabbed his old hockey stick just in case it was an intruder.

He sneaked up slowly against the door and grabbed the handle. Ready to throw it open and beat the heck out of the person on the other side.

"Emmet? Are you awake?" A familiar voice said. His eyes wide open as he opened the bedroom door.

"Yes."

There stood Lucy. But why was she here? It was like three in the morning. He was about to question it until he saw how upset she was. He hugged her tightly (and dropped the hockey stick) as he tried to figure out what was wrong.

"Lucy, uhm how are you?" He tried.

He was usually really good with words but now the words just rambled out of his mouth like cereal.

He walked her over to the couch and sat down. His arms still wrapped around her as she let out a tired sob before talking.

" I don't know why I'm crying over this…" she groaned and nuzzled her face into his shoulder.

" But what is it then? Can you please tell me Luce?" He pleaded just to know what was bothering her. He cared a little too much sometimes but Lucy didn't scold him for it because she knew would do the same if she was in his shoes. But this time it was kinda annoying because she was tired.

"Ok, I'll tell you if you stop worrying like an overprotective mom." She mumbled not wanting to move her head from it's position. But tilted it up to look at his face.

His green eyes wanting nothing more that to help.

She sighed so lovestruck she was. Every time she looked straight into his eyes it was like she came to an another universe. It was almost magical. She loved almost everything that had to do with him. Yeah, right he might be a bit chubby but that doesn't change a thing. She didn't care what he looked like if he wasn't the same on the inside. It's all about his personality.

She was in Love. And it was weird. But in a good way.

"Lucy?" His voice startled her thoughts.

"Yeah right! I just got a little a carried away." She blushed and cleared her throat. Forceing away her gaze from his.

" You might be wondering why I'm here… at this time." She turned to look at her feet.

He nodded.

" I just… uhm wanted to be with you…" she mumbled as he raised an eyebrow.

"And…?" He made a gesture with his hands. "Go on."

She swallowed thickly. " ...how can I explain this despite being akward?" She procceded on.

"I won't cringe, just tell me, it's ok." He said and grabbed her hand gently.

She did everything to not look him in the eyes just to be carried away in her dream world

again but it was almost impossible.

"W-well… I've been haveing nightmares…" She stuttered.

"Uhuh"

"And they're all about you jumping through that window. And when you take that faithful leap into 'the eternal abyss of nothingness'. I knew deep inside that you'll come back but you never did. And the last thing I could thing of before I got freezed to death was you. Only you no one else."

She was nearly about to cry again. She turned to look at him. And his skin was just as pale as a white paper and his face flat and emoitonless.

"Emmet?" She shook his shoulder lightly as he snapped back to reality.

Now it was his turn to clear his throat. He turned to look at her, eyes wide.

"So what you're saying is…?" He stuttered.

" I- I don't want you to go…" She let out a small sob.

"Go? Where?" He was by now very confused where she was going with this.

He jumped back as she threw her arms around him and placed her her chin on his shoulder and started to cry.

"Anywhere where I can't be with you." She sobbed.

He hugged her back. Though he was still very confused he couldn't help himself.

" I won't go anywhere I promise". He smiled. "You can be stuck with me as long as you want."

"I don't have a problem with that." She chuckled.