~Location: Diana's Home - Massachusetts~
~Date/Time: Present Day, 2:03 AM~

It had been a quiet night for those in that quiet little town. The crickets chirped as a gentle breeze drifted around the night sky. A spark of light appeared against the dotted background. This spark was brighter than the others. As soon as it has appeared, it was gone; replaced with an object trailing a line of fire across the night sky. It appeared as if it was getting... closer... It was getting closer.

It was inevitable that the object was going to strike the ground. What was unclear and unknown was what said object was. The object did strike dirt, but not before striking the roof of a barn first.

The crashing object woke the adjacent home-owners from their peaceful sleep. The man of the house cooed comfortingly to his wife before heading out to confront the intruder. He is revealed to be a local of the small town; his appearance is that of a grey-furred wolf.

The wolf was armed with a blade that he forged himself, approaching where he heard strange noises. The canine called out questioningly, drawing that blade now.

Even though the noises stopped from the barn, the wolf pressed on the wooden doors and stepped inside. That was when the world went dark for the canine who had been unfortunate in a way that he would soon learn.

There were brief flashes of what was happening, the wolf fading in and out of consciousness. He saw blurs and felt random instances of agonizing pain before blacking out to nothing. The wolf did see his attacker, horrified by what the figure was.

The creature was vicious, a winged metal demon with soulless and glaring red eyes. It spoke in a voice, a chilling and soulless voice.

The wolf was found sometime later, having no physical scar tissue left behind. The canine was being nudged awake, his name being called by his beloved.

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Grimm Hund stirred in his sleep, being nudged awake. He found himself on a couch in Diana's apartment, the golden retriever nudging the wolf to try to wake him. He recalled that her old home had been giving her nightmares while his home wasn't a suitable place to live. They had both decided on living together without actually knowing it.

"Please wake up..." Diana called again, nudging Grimm back to reality.

"D-Diana? What's wrong?" The wolf rolled onto his back looking towards the retriever.

"Were you having another nightmare just now?"

"Not really... I wouldn't call it a nightmare."

"What was it about? Was it the dream about you in the barn that you've told me about?"

"No... This one was different... I've never seen it before. I was in a sandbox, I think... A large empty sandbox... What does it mean?"

"I... don't know. I can't think of anything right at the moment. My head's a little fuzzy right now. But, I do know this..." Diana kneeled to the couch, placing a hand on Grimm's cheek. "Whatever pain you went through that many years ago is over now. Whatever pain you felt then made you who you are."

"Do you think I should seek help?

"Whatever it is, it waited this long. It could wait until morning." Diana started to get up and walk to her room but she felt herself tug on something. Grimm had a grip on her hand.

Or... at least she thought so. The reverse was true. Her hand had gripped his and didn't let go.

"You're not sleeping well either, Diana..." Grimm said soothingly. "Were you the one having a nightmare?"

The golden retriever let go of the wolf's hand and sighed, hugging her own torso. She shook her head softly, sitting next to Grimm as he sat up on the couch. "I was diagnosed with nyctophobia and PTSD in the hospital... They suggested sleeping with a night-light and a stuffed animal for security... It's not helping anymore. It may have been part of the reason why I came to you."

"I see. We both need to get some rest tonight. There must be-" He paused in mid-thought with a small smirk.

"What is it?"

"Would you like to try sleeping in the same bed? Just for tonight. If at any point during the night, you feel uncomfortable or come to the conclusion that you don't like it, push me out of your bed and I'll go back to the couch."

"You sure? You're okay with it?"

"Yeah. Like I said; if you aren't okay with it, then it's done."

"L-Let's try it. Come with me..." She cooed, pulling on his arm again.

The two of them were smiling and blushing like a young couple would be in this situation as they made their way to her bedroom. Once Diana lay upon the bed, Grimm crawled into bed behind her and wrapped an arm around her waist. She rolled onto her back to give him a soft kiss and nuzzled into the crook of his neck. Naturally, the two of them fell asleep like that in her bed, awakening hours later still entwined in each-other's arms. Before Grimm completely fell in deep sleep, he might've heard her soft voice say something.

"You're my cuddle-buddy now..."

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