Ghastly jolted and screamed as he woke from the dream. Sweat covered his body and stuck to the sheets. Rubbing his brow he sat up on the bed and tried to shake away the remainders of the nightmare. He felt a strong arm creep around his waist.
"Ghastly, are you okay? Did you have another bad dream?"
"I'm fine."
"You're not, you're shaking."
"Tanith, please. I just need some space… I'm going to have a shower."
He stood and stared to walk towards the door. She jumped out of bed and sprinted in front of him; blocking his way.
"Ghastly, why do you keep doing this to me? I am trying to help you and you push me away!"
"I'm not! Just leave it, okay?"
He pushed her to the side but she dodged and leapt in front of him again.
"No, this has gone on long enough. Tell me what is wrong."
"No!"
"Tell me!"
"Fine!" Ghastly sighed and held his head low.
"I'm scared. I'm scared of losing this war, losing my friends and most of all I'm terrified of losing you!"
"Ghastly, I am always going to be here no matter what happens. As for Val and Skulduggery, I think they can take care of themselves and they don't need you constantly worrying about them! Skulduggery is a great leader, how many battles have we won so far?"
"Thirteen"
"And how many have we lost?"
"Zero"
"And it's only the beginning! Ghastly we have defeated Serpine and Baron V."
Tanith placed her hands on the side of his head and pulled him closer until their noses touched. Ghastly smiled in response and kissed her lightly.
"Feeling any better?" Tanith giggled.
"Much."
They both kissed and laughed until the sun rose.