Characters thoughts and dreams are in italics.Claire looks at him and Ian is shocked by the lack of surprise showing in the expression on her face. He casts his mind back to that night and how he'd seen the body being taken away in the body bag, but had he seen who was lying inside? No he thinks to himself, i wasn't inside they could have put anyone's body in thereIan:Claire......you......you knew he wasn't dead didn't you?!Claire: Yes that's why i've been fighting for so long to get you out...then I realised you'd be safer inside than out. He'll want revenge.Ian: He won't get it. I learnt a lot inside those four walls.Claire: You have to be careful.Claire slowly gets up and pulls the curtains closed, looking out onto the street outside, searching for signs or anyone but mainly him. He sits outside most nights, parked across the street just watching, she knows its him even though the facial features are not visable in the dim light the night sky provides. Claire: You can stay tonight Ian but that's it, I mean it. Its too risky.Ian sighs and makes his way up the stairs to the welcoming guest room, he remembers painting it himself a little over three years ago. A small smile is present on his face as he slips between the covers and closes his eyes.The dark features of the room flicker in the light from the fire, casting uneasy shapes on the cool blue walls, dancing figures in the light. In the room he sits and waits watching the little hand on the clock move ever so slowly, his hands clasped in a frustrated manner as the room becomes darker and darker. Sudden movement to the left makes him jump out of his seat and grab the silver blade, its casts beams of light with each swish. The man infront of him stands still not yet noticing the blade just inches from his chest. Ian wakes up in a cold sweat and quickly turns on the bedside light expecting him to be there waiting to get revenge but the room is empty except from a small figure standing by the : I had a nightmare.Ian: Me too. Come on, come here I'll keep you : Dad?Ian: smiling : Make sure the bed bugs don't bite.