Happy Thanksgiving!


I awoke in a cold sweat, screaming as I gripped at my matted and wet hair. I was in my bed at the tower. I couldn't remember much about the dream, but what I did remember was being in an office with a man by the name of 'Professor Xavier'. Bruce and Tony burst through the door, one armed with a bag of blue berries and the other a broom.

"What happened? Are you alright?" Tony asked, switching the lights on. I stared at them, startled.

"I just-" I swallowed, breathing hard. My throat was very hoarse. "I had a nightmare. I'll be alright, though. I'm awake now." I sighed, trying to steady my breath. Bruce set the broom against the wall and sat next to me on my bed.

"Geez, you look awful. You sure you're alright?" he asked me.

"Man, Bruce, you really know how to treat a woman." Tony joked, popping a berry into his mouth. Bruce raised his eyebrows in realization.

"Wait, no. I didn't mean-" I put my hand on his arm.

"Don't worry, Bruce. I knew what you meant." I smiled. He nodded and began to leave.

"Do you need me to cook you up something in the lab or kitchen for your sleep?" Tony gestured to the hall. I shook my head and he left. All I needed was to be alone and rest. The latter was out, seeing as that nightmare scarred me from sleep for a while. Now, I'd been left with my thoughts in the dark. I closed my eyes and sighed. The bliss did not last, however. The painful images from formerly forgotten memories played across my eyelids. I gasped for air, tears streaming down my face. I'd much rather stay awake...