2 hours later
Monica was still curled up into a fetal position on the couch when Andrew walked in the door. He saw her there and rushed to her side to find her sleeping restlessly. He kissed her forehead and covered her with a blanket.
(MONICA'S DREAM)
"NO please not Andrew. Please don't hurt him! I'll do anything!!" Monica called out desperately in the direction of his anguished cry.
"OK then..." Came the voice she most feared. All of the sudden she felt a blow to her stomach. She yelped in pain.
(END MONICA'S DREAM)
Andrew let the cup he was holding fall to the floor as he heard Monica's scream. Stepping over the broken glass carefully, he rushed to the living room.
"No...no please, no...Andy...no!" Monica murmered in her sleep. Andrew gently shook her awake.
"Monica? Please wake up sweetie, I'm here." He said soothingly as he stroked her tangled auburn hair. He breathed a sigh of relief when she finally stopped thrashing about and woke up.
"Andrew!" She said and hurled herself into his arms. "Where were you?" She asked as a sob caught in her throat.
"I went out for a little walk. You were sleeping peacefully and I needed some fresh air." He said gently. " Why sweetie, whats wrong?"
"I had a terrible nightmare. Kathleen was hurting you...really bad. I could hear your screams of pain and when I woke up I couldn't find you anywhere. I thought she had you." Monica said between sobs. "I was so scared." Andrew drew in a sharp breath and held her closer to him. Tears slid down his face as he felt Monica's forehead to find that she had a raging fever.
"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to scare you sweetheart. I just needed some fresh air." He said as his tears came faster.
"When I couldn't find you anywhere...I thought that you were gone...really gone. I've never been more scared. Except when Kat first fell and I really HAD lost my best friend for good." Monica said still clinging to Andrew with all her might.
"I'm not going anywhere, Baby." He said. "I'll always be here for you. No matter what." He said. That calmed Monica down a wee bit and her breathing was back to normal, but Andrew was very worried about that fever.
"Sweetie, you are burning up. I am going to get some orange juice and a cold cloth. I'll be right back. Don't worry." He said as he got up and kissed the top of her head. He headed towards the kitchen and found a rag and some OJ and brought it back to Monica.
"Here Angel Girl. Drink this. It will make you feel better." He said soothingly as he draped the cloth over her forehead gently. He shifted her a bit so that her head was resting comfortably is his lap. "You just rest, Baby." He said and absentmindedly stroked her hair. He laid his head back on the couch and drifted into a restless sleep.
*~Sorry for the short chapter. Have been very busy today~*
Monica was still curled up into a fetal position on the couch when Andrew walked in the door. He saw her there and rushed to her side to find her sleeping restlessly. He kissed her forehead and covered her with a blanket.
(MONICA'S DREAM)
"NO please not Andrew. Please don't hurt him! I'll do anything!!" Monica called out desperately in the direction of his anguished cry.
"OK then..." Came the voice she most feared. All of the sudden she felt a blow to her stomach. She yelped in pain.
(END MONICA'S DREAM)
Andrew let the cup he was holding fall to the floor as he heard Monica's scream. Stepping over the broken glass carefully, he rushed to the living room.
"No...no please, no...Andy...no!" Monica murmered in her sleep. Andrew gently shook her awake.
"Monica? Please wake up sweetie, I'm here." He said soothingly as he stroked her tangled auburn hair. He breathed a sigh of relief when she finally stopped thrashing about and woke up.
"Andrew!" She said and hurled herself into his arms. "Where were you?" She asked as a sob caught in her throat.
"I went out for a little walk. You were sleeping peacefully and I needed some fresh air." He said gently. " Why sweetie, whats wrong?"
"I had a terrible nightmare. Kathleen was hurting you...really bad. I could hear your screams of pain and when I woke up I couldn't find you anywhere. I thought she had you." Monica said between sobs. "I was so scared." Andrew drew in a sharp breath and held her closer to him. Tears slid down his face as he felt Monica's forehead to find that she had a raging fever.
"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to scare you sweetheart. I just needed some fresh air." He said as his tears came faster.
"When I couldn't find you anywhere...I thought that you were gone...really gone. I've never been more scared. Except when Kat first fell and I really HAD lost my best friend for good." Monica said still clinging to Andrew with all her might.
"I'm not going anywhere, Baby." He said. "I'll always be here for you. No matter what." He said. That calmed Monica down a wee bit and her breathing was back to normal, but Andrew was very worried about that fever.
"Sweetie, you are burning up. I am going to get some orange juice and a cold cloth. I'll be right back. Don't worry." He said as he got up and kissed the top of her head. He headed towards the kitchen and found a rag and some OJ and brought it back to Monica.
"Here Angel Girl. Drink this. It will make you feel better." He said soothingly as he draped the cloth over her forehead gently. He shifted her a bit so that her head was resting comfortably is his lap. "You just rest, Baby." He said and absentmindedly stroked her hair. He laid his head back on the couch and drifted into a restless sleep.
*~Sorry for the short chapter. Have been very busy today~*