I am so on a roll :)) Day 3 isn't supposed to be until tomorrow, but the moment I finished my drabble for days 2, I got the idea for this one, and I actually really enjoyed writing this and as soon I finished this drabble, guess what came on the radio? Simple Minds was sending me a sign, I'm telling you, because that got me my idea for Day 4, though I'm not entirely so into it. Posting it today because we go back to school tomorrow (blech) and I'm almost sure that I'll be behind on these stories when that happens so... Hope you guys like this drabble. This is my favorite so far :)

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Restless

She's not scared at all.

Even though her eyes won't stop blinking, going faster by the minute. If her body were making the decisions, it would happily shut her eyelids and shut down for some well-deserved rest, but her brain refuses to allow it.

She's not scared, she is so not scared.

And though she really wants to get up from bed to pace back and forth and clear her head, Jesse's arm is wrapped around her waist and preventing her from doing so. She doesn't want to wake him… and she is kind of worried about leaving the security of his embrace, god forbid there be anything lurking in his dorm room, waiting patiently to claim victims.

Nope, not scared.

But the fact that the room's window is next to a bunch of angry trees on a windy evening is not helping, at all.

Okay, maybe she is a little scared.

Though of course, she refuses to admit it. Not out loud, at least; because let's face it, Jesse doesn't really seem to be the one with the balls in their relationship. And this is all his fault anyway. Damn that boy for forcing her to watch Paranormal Activity with him right before bed. He is completely to blame for the fact that she is lying awake at two in the morning, her imagination running wild.

She feels something crawl up her ankle and quite literally her body stops functioning. It takes her half a minute to be able to calmly process that it's just Jesse's toes. She seriously considers killing him right here in his sleep for putting her through this. But then he'd probably just haunt her and she'd be even more screwed. Then again maybe he loves her too much to become a vengeful spirit…

What the hell?

She's definitely losing it—or maybe she's just been watching too much Supernatural—and at that very moment, she wants nothing more than to drag Jesse down with her.

"Jesse?"

It comes out in a whisper, and of course Jesse doesn't stir. She raises her voice a notch, careful not to disturb Benji, who is fast asleep on the other side of the room. "Jesse! Are you awake?" She adds a little nudge this time.

He doesn't move or open his eyes, but she can hear a low groan coming from his throat. "What does it look like, Beca?" Jesus, he can be crankier than her when he wants to be.

She turns around under his arm and levels her face directly in front of his, and waits a few seconds to see if he'll open his eyes before she has to bug him again. Jesse lifts his lids halfway, barely able to make out her features before he actually makes an effort to smirk, the smug bastard. Even half-asleep, he knows her so well. "I thought you said you weren't scared."

She lets out a small huff, but feels his arm tighten around her. He pulls her close enough for her to lower her head and bury her face into his chest, closing any space between them. She doesn't have to look up to know he's amused. She can feel the rumble in his chest and hear him chuckle.

"It's not funny," she whines, kicking him under the sheets, her voice muffled by the material of his shirt. "If I can't stay awake during Bella rehearsal tomorrow, I am definitely calling you out on sabotage." She feels him laugh before he kisses the top of her head.

"Go to sleep, Beca. You're scarier than those ghosts anyway."

She ignores his little quip, since nothing ever actually sounds insulting when it's coming from Jesse, plus she's way too tired to come up with anything good at the moment. She just mentally chants that he's right, she has nothing to worry about. Jesse's here to keep her safe, and even if he's about as menacing and aggressive as a stuffed animal, at least he'll die trying, not that she's hoping it ever has to come to that.

Beca closes her eyes and buries herself deeper into his embrace, if that's even possible.


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