Panic Room.

The Nightmare.

Stephanie stood in the meadow, the grass swayed beneath her as she looked upon the endless green that it was, she wasn't sure but I small cluster of trees could be seen at the far end, and something made her want to run to them, she began running happily across the meadow, like a free bird, she almost leapt up into the sky. But as she neared the trees, she stopped. Eeriness came over and she suddenly realised that the meadow had gone and she surrounded by the dark, tortuous trees that loomed over her.

"Steph." Someone called from the black undergrowth. "Steph!"

"Hello?" She answered back, but the only reply was the rustling of the leaves, not was until out of no-where a tall figure appeared from a tree, it was almost as if he had been inside the trunk. Although it was dark, she recognized the person at once and she was happy once more.

"Hunter!" She cried, throwing herself into his arms. "Where have you been? I haven't seen you, where have you gone?" She cried, waiting for an answer. Hunter smiled back, caressing her cheek.

"I've always been here, I'm right here Steph."

"I thought you were gone."

"Look Steph, come with me, I want to show you something." Hunter grabbed Steph's hand and led her through the woods, they didn't seem so scary anymore now that Hunter has by her side.

"Look!" He said, pointing forward. Stephanie looked and gasped in amazement, they were standing on the edge of a cliff, looking over at the blue smooth sea, an island lay in the middle and it was what was on that island that made her gasp so.

"It's a castle."

"Yes and that's where going to live, so we be together forever." He sighed happily, he put his arm around her waist and they both looked out towards the castle.

"It's so beautiful." She grinned, for a moment the two stood in silence and then Steph looked up to kiss him but to her horror, his face slowly changed and as she leaned it, she realised she was face to face with Chris Jericho…

"Hi baby." He smiled evilly, he kissed her quickly on the lips as Steph looked on bewildered.

"Chris?"

"Sorry Steph, but I have to do this."

Before Stephanie could react, Chris pushed her hard and she toppled forward, desperately trying to grab on anything, anywhere she screamed in terror as her body slid over the cliff side and her world seemed to stop as she looked at falling Cliffside as the body crashed into the smooth blue sea………

She awoke with a start, her face hot and sweaty, it took her a moment to realise that she was in the panic room and not at home in her own bed, she was startled once more as a torch light was shone abruptly in her face, she leapt back as she realised that Chris was holding the torch light and at above her bed.

"What the hell do you think your doing!" She shouted, shielding her eyes from the light.

"What the hell I'm doing! I should be asking you the same thing, I woke up to the sound of screaming your bloody head off!"

"Oh." Stuttered Stephanie, trying to regain her composure. "I was having a nightmare."

"Oh for Gods Sake." Moaned Chris. "I can never get a moments fucking peace."

"Well it was about you." She snarled back.

"Oooo, so you're dreaming about me now?"

"I know in your dreams you imagine us having some kind of 'hot' 'passionate' liaison.."

"Hey, you were the one screaming in pleasure." Laughed Chris.

"I was screaming because you had just pushed me off a cliff!"

"Shame it couldn't have been real then."

"Oh fuck off Chris."

"you fuck off."

"This is just stupid, I'm going back to bed."

"That was what I was trying to do."

"You didn't have to come over, you know, you could have just left me to go back to sleep….I think you were concerned."

"I was no way in hell, concerned, I was just angry you woke me up."

"Whatever." Sighed Steph, as she lay back down in her sleeping bag. The nightmare though was still so fresh and vivid in her mind, it did feel like real life. Did she miss Hunter that much? She didn't know, she hadn't really thought about it, I suppose if you miss someone you would think about them constantly but Hunter had not been in her mind lately though at the moment, she was thinking about escaping this horrid and claustrophobic atmosphere, don't worry she thought, just go to sleep and it be morning before you know it and then this will all be over….

Chris sat in the room, his own room. Everything was the same, just a little distorted, his posters on the walls, his wrestling trophies stood high, it was like just before he left for University. He sat on the bed and he knew he was expecting someone, but he didn't know who, his excitement raging inside of him, the door suddenly opened and slowly Chris sat down on the bed excitedly as Stephanie's heels clicked on the floorboards, she stood by the bed, smiling down on him. Chris sat up, looking at her, captivated by her beauty, he was under her spell as she leaned forward onto the bed, although she didn't touch him. Chris felt as if he was being pushed down as she climbed on top of him. Vibrations pulsated through his body as hers touched his, she brushed his cheek and whispered something in his ear, but he couldn't remember it, it was like he was in a trance.

"Your so…your so…." He mummered but before he could end his sentence she put his finger to his lips and smiled, almost telling him telepathic that there was no need for words.

They kissed, warm shivers ran down his body as he longed desperately for her lips, her body teased his as the burning sensations grew stronger.

"Steph." He murmured as he felt himself move slowly into her, she murmured back as she clung to his back slowly pulling him upwards.

"Steph, we can't." He said, though it didn't want to say the words.

"Why not sweetheart?" She sighed, kissing him again.

"Because I said I wouldn't have any dreams about you, like this."

"But we'll so close…."

"But I want to win…" He said back.

"You will, you'll win me." She smiled back and that moment the sensation over came and he gave in, it was just him and Stephanie as pleasure pulsated through him….

            "Holy Shit!" Chris said aloud, jumping up out of his bag, staring at the blank wall ahead of him. He couldn't believe he had just dreamt that, oh god, what he was thinking. He looked over at the sleeping Stephanie but quickly turned away in disgust. It was just a dream, I hate her, that evil bitch, and it doesn't mean anything.

Chris said that to himself over again in his mind as he settled back down, he had dreams about lots of girls, some in hadn't even met and Steph was just fresh in his mind, doesn't mean I have sexual feelings for her, its normal, its fine, it doesn't mean anything, It was just a dream….Chris reassured himself.

He looked around once more, not that there was much to look at and drew the conclusion that there was nothing else to do but go to sleep.

"Man, this room is driving me fucking insane." He muttered, before closing his eyes and going back to sleep.

To be Continued….