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"What is it? Did you have a nightmare?" Vaughn cooed, stroking her hair tenderly.

"Danny." Sydney muttered quietly. "Danny."

'I was supposed to marry this man, this man that I can see lying in a bathtub with blood all on the ....oh God....'

"Sydney. Sydney, what do you remember?"

"I got him killed! I told him something that he wasn't supposed to know! I'm the reason he ended up in the bathtub dead! I...I...." Sydney was shrieking as she trailed off and began to convulse in Vaughn's arms from her heavy crying.

"Syd, it wasn't your fault. You were not at fault - you just wanted to tell your fiance the truth. Unfortunately, you didn't know what would happen when you did." Vaughn was trying despreately to comfort Sydney, but she continued to cry and moan until she was nearly asleep.

"Michael," Sydney whispered into his shoulder as she was about to fall into a deep sleep.

"Yea hun?" Vaughn replied softly into Sydney's hair.

"Please don't let me hurt you..."

And she was asleep.

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