Well...i haven't updated in a while cause i was banned...YES BANNED! I might quit ff. I shall make my decision i'm really peed with it atm. Anyway...so sorry. : ( Done a forum...ask for link. :) Short chapter...very short.

Dreams

John raised himself from the chair he was sitting on.

''Angela?'' He whispered, sitting on his knees so he wouldn't hurt his back from the position he would of done, if he was standing.

She looked at him with her soft, delicate eyes and began talking.

''Where...where's...A--''

''Shh...he's dead Angela, never to be seen again. I promise''

John lifted Angela's hand up so it reached his own and he held it.

She smiled, a stray and lonely tear fell along her face. Her make up was truely ruined. She paused between repling. She squeezed John's hand and nodded.

''Okay'' She lent her head against the board and took a look at her the men in front of her.

She closed her eyes and almost fell instantly asleep with a hushed breathing.

John stood up from where he was kneeling and sat back down in his chair. He let out a sigh before communicating with Chas.

''What time you going home Chas?''

''Huh?''

''I said what time are you going home''

Chas lifted up his sleeve and looked at the gold watch on his wrist. It read 12.19am.

''Now, i suppose'' He stood up, streched and was led to the door by John.

''Thanks Chas for your help''

''No problem, give me a call if you want any more'' He tipped his hat forwards and walked out of the apartment.

John went back into his and Angela's bedroom and got inside of the bed to then wrap the duvet around himself and Angela.

John had fell asleep not before long but was awoke by a scream. He turned the light on and sat up in bed.

''John...i had a dream. Aaron...Aaron had returned John...please hold me...'' Angela said, between sobs.

John put his arm around Angela's waist and she snuggled up to his chest.

This was something he was going to have to get used to, not his baby daughter waking up in the night crying but his wife...