Stronger

Later on that night I accidently woke Mark up by screaming in my sleep. I was having a nightmare about the Undertaker somehow finding us and slaughtering Kendra in front of me because of it. He then came at me, trying to snatch my baby from my arms with the most dangerous glare I had ever seen.

"Undertaker please don't!" I screamed. "Please don't kill my baby!"

He laughed and looked down at the crying child, "Killing her is what would have kept me from you."

"What?" I asked.

He rolled his eyes to the back of his head, "Keeping her alive and then having the audacity to let my brother inside of you will be your downfall."

I began to cry as he pulled a dagger from his pocket and raised it above his head. Just as I screamed for him to stop, I was shaken out of my sleep by Mark. When I opened my eyes he had me sitting up in his arms.

"Are you alright?" he asked.

I sighed heavily and leaned my head against his chest. "I think we made a mistake Mark."

He gently rubbed my back, trying to help me relax. "What do you mean?"

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, "Remember when I said that we were supposed to be careful around each other?"

"Of course I do." He said. "But I don't think we need to be careful anymore Serena."

I pulled away from him, "Why not?"

He smirked, "Well for one, you're a lot stronger than you use to be…" I watched as he lifted his hand and a ball of fire appeared in his hand. "So am I."

I raked my hand through my hair and then sighed, "Yeah but the dream-"

"-The dream was only meant to scare you darlin. Trust me, you and Lily are safe with me."

I nodded and then kissed him softly. He deepened the kiss shortly after, sliding his tongue in my mouth and gently pressing me back onto the bed. His kiss seemed to hypnotize my mind, sending me to a brand new place. I closed my eyes and spread my legs as he slowly climbed on top of me. For nearly one precious hour, we made love, keeping it nice and slow.

When we were done, he got up and threw on some pants and a shirt. I rolled over onto my side with my eyebrow raised, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to check on Lily, you get some rest." He said.

I didn't bother to argue with him. I just rolled over to the other side and fell asleep like he told me to.

Later on that morning, we got up and headed downtown to do a little grocery shopping for the baby. The entire time we were out, my head was throbbing with pain. I tried hard to pretend like nothing was bothering me, but my body did s great job of giving that away. When we were headed to his truck to go home, I passed out in the middle of the parking lot. Without panicking, he carried me to the truck and quickly got Lily and I in. The entire time I was out, I kept hearing the Undertaker's voice, telling me that he was coming for me. I didn't know if this was just fear returning to me, or if these dreams were truly real.