Brooklyn's P.O.V
I suddenly bolt up, tears staining my face as I breath hard. "It was just a nightmare. It was just a nightmare." I repeat to myself, I look around and see that I fell asleep on the floor in the den. The T.V is still going, and I grab the remote and turn it off.
I down at the clock on the DVR and see that it's a little before 2 in the morning.
I get up tip toe lightly into my bedroom. Trying to avoid waking Domino, who's asleep on the couch.
Once I get to my room I grab my phone off of the charger and dial Adam's number. He answers after a few rings. "Brooklyn?" He says sleepily. "What's wrong?"
I breath a sign of relief and answer. "Umm, nothing really I just wanted to check on you." I say, knowing full well that I'm not fooling him.
"Was it another nightmare?" He asks, sounding more awake and concerned.
I start to cry a little and answer in a shaky voice. "Yes. It was about Marcus, and... and... and he killed you." I sob out, my breath coming in uneven gasps.
"Hey, hey." He cooes to me, definatly awake now. "It was just a bad dream. I'm still here, and Marcus is gone, remember. He was crushed by the debris when the lab fell to pieces."
I start to calm down and hiccup. "Yeah, I know." I take a deep breath before talking again. "It was just so vivid, and awful."
"Don't worry, everything's fine." He reassures me. "So how's your sleepover going?"
"Good, we were wat..."
*CREAK*
I snap my head towards the sound.
"Adam, hang on a sec." I whisper, placing my phone against my chest and tiptoe quietly out into the hall.
I look around, and pad back to the den. i see Domino still asleep on the couch. I breath a sigh of relief, and bring my phone back to my ear.
"Nevermind. It must have just been mmh!" I scream as someone grabs me from behind.
"Brooklyn! BROOKLYN!" I head Adam scream from my phone.
Adam's P.O.V
"Brooklyn! BROOKLYN!" I scream into my phone. I turn around when I feel a hand on my shoulder.
I see Bree looking up at me, her eyes filled with concern. "Adam, what happened?" She asks me softly.
"I was talking to Brooklyn. She heard a noise and was checking it out. She was telling me that it's nothing, but then I heard a muffled scream and she didn't answer me." I tell her, shaking from fear.
As my knees go weak, I feel two people catch me by my arms; Bree and Chase, I assume.
"Chase, get Mr. Davenport!" I hear a muffled shout. One one of the set of hands let go of me, and I hear muffled feet pounding away.
Some time later, I hear someone shout my name and shake me.
"Adam! Adam!"