Author's Note: Thanks for all the support, here's chapter two enjoy!
Warning: Pretty mellow chapter, but I'll warn you about the language though

Disclaimer: If I had the rights to ANOES, I'd do a better job than some people, but Wes Craven is still the best thing to happen to them

Dangerous Kind

"True, I talk of dreams,

Which are children of an idle brain,

Begot of nothing but vain fantasy,

Which is as thin of substance as air."

-William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

As Nancy poured her third cup of coffee she heard footsteps approach and groaned inwardly. Dr. Simms looked from Nancy to the coffee pot with a blank expression which usually meant she was thinking of some snappy remark.

"If you applied here to drink our coffee, Miss Thompson," She said in an almost-teasing-but-utterly-serious tone, "There are other positions open than staff." The older woman didn't wait for a reply and turned away to look after some paper work.

"Whoa," Freddy said next to Nancy, his form had not quite disappeared, but he was beginning to fade as the caffeine prompted Nancy further into the waking world, "What bug crawled up Dr. Bitch's ass."

"Simms, Krueger." Nancy told him, "Her name is Dr. Elisabeth Simms."

"So?" The Nightmare replied, "I don't call you by your name, why should I call Dr. Bitch by hers?"

Nancy took another sip of her coffee, "Good point." She admitted, Freddy smirked at her and opened his mouth as if to say something else when Nancy's name was called from across the room.

Dr Neil Gordon approached, Nancy smiled, Freddy rolled his eyes. Neil hugged her as he got close, "The kids want to talk to you about Will's death." He said simply. Nancy's face brightened, but her smile turned into a frown when Freddy walked into her eye line. He made faces as Neil continued to talk, mocking him both silently and verbally.

"Does this fucker ever shut up?" Freddy asked, "I swear, as soon as I get those kids, he's next."

"Shut up." Nancy hissed. Neil looked at her; she shook her head, "Not you…" She explained nodding in Freddy's direction. Neil looked over, he couldn't see Freddy but the nightmare waved a greeting to him anyway.

"Hello Dr. Dumbass." He growled taking a step closer to Neil.

"Leave him alone Krueger. " She hissed.

"What? What's he doing?" Neil asked.

"Easy Bitch, just want to say…" he lashed out, tearing his claws against Neil's arm. The doctor cried out in sharp pain and blood dripped to the floor from a widening gash, "Hi." Freddy finished carving the word into Neil's arm.

"Stop that!" Nancy told him, and grab Neil, "Someone, help!"

A nurse came over, asking what had happened, Neil lied, saying he'd cut himself on something on the way to work, but hadn't noticed how bad it was. The nurse started to bandage his arm, Nancy tapped her on the shoulder.

"I'll handle this, do you think I could talk to him privately for a moment?" The nurse nodded and left. "I'm sorry," She said, "Freddy's getting more powerful, and half the time I can't tell if I'm awake or dreaming, like that shit he pulled with the cookies this morning." Freddy cackled.

"Cookies?"

"Never mind."

"I don't get it," Neil complained, "You said he can't hurt you, so why can he still do that, uh…whatever this cookie thing is about."

"I said he can't hurt me," Nancy explained, "That doesn't mean he can't scare the hell out of me everyday. He seems to think that if he can terrify me enough I'll give into him."

"Or I could just be an ass." Freddy offered, he was barely visible, and then nodded to the cup of coffee on the table, "You going to finish that?"

She stuck her tongue out at him.

"Nancy! Dr. Gordon!"

The two looked up at the sound of their names, Kristen hugged Nancy, and tears bubbled over her eyelids as the other Elm Street children followed, "He got him!" Kristen cried softly so that none of the other doctors or nurses overheard, "He got will!"

"Shhh…." Nancy soothed the weeping girl, "Shhh…I know…It's alright, we'll stop him…"

"I was right there…" Kristen continued to sob as the others, too, tried to comfort her, "But I couldn't save him! I wasn't… Strong… Enough…"

Nancy looked up, behind the kids Freddy took a proud bow, before Nancy chugged the rest of her coffee and his form vanished.

"Can you believe those mother fucking-" Neil glanced at Kincaid, silently reminding him to watch his language, "Can you believe those…stupid psychiatrists think that it was another suicide?"

Neil shook his head, "Not this time." He told them again.

"Oh, What the fuck, man!" Taryn exclaimed loudly, Nancy put a finger to her lips to warn the girl to keep it down, "They weren't serious about thinking one of us did it, were they!"

They all looked at Neil who nodded solemnly.

"I know exactly what the fucker would say…" Kristen groaned, "'Another hour to play, is that delightful?'"

Nancy smiled in spite of herself. Inside her, Freddy was simply amused by their grief, his feelings were overwhelming her and she covered her mouth with a hand so the children wouldn't see. Dr. Simms approached telling the kids it was time for group and that they'd better be straight today.

Nancy followed, but her steps slowed as she watched the kids' backs. Freddy hated the Elm Street children, and he had enough power that she too was beginning to feel a slight resentment towards them. "I have to get him out of me…" She muttered to herself shaking her head and walking fast to catch up with them.

Since Nancy only worked part time at Westin Hills, she left earlier than most of the other doctors and boarded the bus to head to her college class. The ride was uneventful, and so was the walk from the bus stop to the parking lot and classroom, but the moment Nancy took her seat she found Freddy was back. She suppressed a groan, the Professor had a strict nothing-but-water-and-no-food-in-class policy and no one was allowed to leave class once they were seated unless it was an emergency or they were called out of the room.

Freddy, didn't say anything at first, but simply hummed his rhyme as the other students gathered for class. It was only a while longer before the Professor entered and started his lecture about the human body. Nancy missed most of it because of Freddy.

"There are only four more…" the dead man whispered to her, "Who knows how few of them I may need to take control."

"Keep thinking that Krueger," she whispered as quietly as she could, glaring at him "We will find away to stop you."

"You keep thinking that." he mocked. He then nodded upfront to the teacher, "I think you were supposed to write that down." He teased.

"Fuck."

The bell couldn't have rang at a better time. Nancy had enough of Freddy's taunts, and tried to ignore him all the way back to her apartment, but ignoring him seemed only to make him more annoying. At last she opened her apartment door, and settled in. She reviewed what few notes she had managed to take over left over Chinese.

Freddy had been quiet for a while, Nancy glanced around, and found him sitting in front of the TV, seemingly asleep. He was like a battery, once his energy was used up he needed to recharge. He was in a trance of sorts, his eyes closed out of a habit from life. Nancy had learned he would be like this anywhere from one hour to three; she used this time to take a shower and get ready for bed. Once she stepped out of the bathroom she found Freddy awake again, just in time, she loved to torment him before going to sleep.

Nancy smiled, enjoying Freddy's protests to her Hypnocil as she picked up the pills and headed to bed. "Sweet Dreams." She teased as she closed her eyes. She had to take pleasure in every small victory she could, perhaps to counter ever small or large victory Freddy made.

Author's end note: …For some reason, one sentence made me hungry for Chinese and I don't even like Chinese…

Editor's note: Don't worry, she got her Chinese, as for the chapter leave a review if you want her to keep posting.