Bright Fear

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Silence reigned inside the room as the clock ticked away to the early hours of the morning, it read 2am on Kaylee's phone since there was no clock in the room. She continued to trace circles on his palm as their eyes remained locked, a pink tint creeping onto her cheeks as he smirked in response to her finally realizing that he was awake after she was done singing, how long was he listening to me singing?

Kaylee breathed as the blush left her cheeks. She tucked a piece of violet hair behind his ear, noticing the annoyed expression etched onto his face, not a big fan of displays of affection, or other people touching you. She mused, before asking, "How are you feeling?"

He didn't say anything for a minute, he was distracted by her hand moving his hair out of his face and supporting the back of his head. He moved away as much as the bed would allow without hurting himself. Seeing her hand retract, he responded with "Better," before adjusting his position.

Kaylee sighed as she stared at his wrappings, the bandages covered most of his chest and left arm, her eyes then traveled to the casts for his left leg and his right arm that sat in a navy sling… They were empty, no one signed them yet… "Can I write on your cast?"

He supported himself on his elbow and blinked, caught off guard by her request. "Pardon?"

"You know, Get Well Soon, I'm glad you're okay, Hope you have a speedy recovery."

"Oh, I-I guess…" He answered, finally realizing what she asked. He struggled to sit up using his good arm, yet Kaylee had stood up to help him, and once he was sitting up she adjusted the pillows behind him. "Thanks, but I don't have a –"

Kaylee held the object he was about to name in her hand. "Sharpie," He finished, lowering his gaze to his lap.

"I carry one with me just in case someone needs it," Kaylee said, moving closer to write on the cast for his arm.

"You're prepared,"

Kaylee nodded her head in response before she started writing on his cast, after a few minutes of silence she breathed. "Done,"

He glanced down at her manuscript, I'm glad you're alive, hope you feel better soon ~Kaylee Adams.

"Kaylee Adams?" He brought his gaze up to see her hand outstretched before him, her eyes resting on him.

She smiled, "My name is Kaylee, it's nice to meet you."

He was stunned for a moment, before hesitantly taking a hold of her hand. "Vincent Dallen,"

Kaylee released his hand, sitting back down on the chair. "It's nice to meet you, Vince."

The slightest smile graced his lips before it disappeared. "Same to you, listen…" He brought his good arm over to cradle his broken one. "I owe you for saving me back there, I would've been dead the next day if you didn't show up. Thank you,"

Kaylee brought a hand to his shoulder, being mindful of his injuries as he tried to scoot away from her. "You don't owe me anything, but you should say that to my friends… They got you out of the suit, I was there for emotional support." She replied, taking out her cellphone.

"What are you doing?"

"My friends told me to call them when you were awake,"

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Mike was asleep on the couch in Seth's house when his phone vibrated against the table, he opened his eyes and reached for his phone. He pressed the button to answer the call by video and saw Kaylee appear on the screen.

"Kaylee, its 2:30 in the morning…"

"I know, but look who's finally up…" She adjusted the phone so Vincent could be seen.

Mike jumped off the couch and ran his fingers through his hair. "Oh hey, you're okay. That's great,"

"Are you at Seth's house?" Kaylee asked.

Mike sighed, knowing what Kaylee was hinting at. "He said I could spend the night, nothing weird is going on." He breathed, "Anyway, Seth and I went through what we found at Fazbear Frights and divided everything up as evenly as possible."

"How did you divide it up?"

"I have Spring-Trap and the Marionette, along with the other parts of several animatronics. Seth has the camera footage and recordings, and we left you with the pictures and plushies that managed to survive, along with a music box."

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Vincent grabbed the phone out of Kaylee's hand, "Hey!"

"The Marionette is alive?!"

"… Yeah,"

*Vincent*

His body froze as he dropped the phone onto the bed, before holding his head in his hands. That voice… No… His body shook violently as Kaylee got up and sat beside him on the bed, carefully wrapping her arms around him. "Vincent, what's wrong?!"

"Is he okay?!"

Vincent remained silent, looking up to see the ebony silhouette of the child he killed glaring at him, the snowy eyes it possessed glowed as they spoke to him, *you should be dead, you monster!* "Get… Get away from me!" Vincent shouted, pushing himself out of Kaylee's embrace and sending her to the floor, reopening his stitches in the process. "I paid the price for what I did, why can't you be happy and leave like the others!"

Kaylee sat on the floor, scanning the area to search for what he was yelling at, but there was no other soul present. She could see the red seeping through the bandages, she immediately grabbed the pager by the bed and called the nurse.

As soon she used the device, the nurse from before came into the room, saw what was going on and then left to only return with the needed supplies. Kaylee got up and pulled Vincent against her, wrapping her arms around him even though he tried to escape. The nurse took this opprotunity to inject the anesthesia into his arm, watching as he relaxed and fell asleep in Kaylee's arms within minutes. The nurse went about removing the bandages and re-stitching his wounds, all while Kaylee whispered soothing words to him, and traced circles on his palm like before.

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Once the nurse was finished wrapping up his wounds, she began to make her way out. "When will he be able to head home?" Kaylee asked, causing the nurse to stop in her tracks.

"Monday afternoon at the latest," She said, before exiting the room.

Kaylee sat there, holding a sleeping Vincent in her arms, before picking up her phone. "Mikey, are you still there?"

"Yep, what the hell happened?"

"I have no idea, he was fine a moment ago… I think it might have something to do with the Marionette we found…"

"Really… Okay, I'll keep that in mind when we pick him up and have him crash at your place."

"What?"

"I have a feeling that nurse is going to ask you to take him under your wings, from what I saw at Fazbear Frights… you would be the best person,"

"How much sleep have you lost?"

"Kay, this has nothing to do with my lack of sleep. You're a good person, I think you would be good for him."

She sighed, "Alright…"

"I'm hanging up now, night Kaylee."

"Bye Mikey,"

She slipped her phone into her pocket when the call ended. She placed Vincent down on the bed, brought the blanket up to his shoulders, and placed her iPod and headphones on the table beside the bed… before leaving the room to head home. I'll drop by tomorrow, maybe he'll be better by then.