A/N: This drabble lives in the same universe as "The Garden of Reverie." It was one of those snippets of a scene that never made it into the actual story.
Prompt #73: Light
Word count: 100
Olivia reluctantly let him pull her into the master bedroom, watching the shroud of night. A phantom hand reached from the shadows, clamping around her mouth and she shuddered.
Gregory felt her tremble and cupped her shoulders, letting her lean into him. The sound of Christopher babbling in the nursery reached them, a comfort. His breath tickled her ear as he whispered, "Watch."
She nodded and his hand slipped away, flicking the switch. Soft golden light sprang to life, gently baptizing the domed ceiling and chasing away the haunting shadows. "You're never too old for a night light," he murmured.