Author Note

Hello again! Argh, I've had a crummy day. Some of the teachers at my school are, to put it bluntly... pains in the ass. At least I can release this now; it's been on my documents for an age and a half!

Thanks to Nightcrawlerlover, Blackfishy and McKays Babydoll for your reviews on the first story, and loads of apologies for not mentioning you last time! I didn't realise until I had released it and there was no time for me to change it. SORRY!

I'm kind of jumping forward a few years to when Lexi is about five or six. Sorry, but the stories might not be in any real order. I hope it dosen't confuse you!

Story Start

Edgar heard a small squeal from his daughter's bedroom. Looking inside, he saw her sat up in her bed, hair over her eyes. She was shaking a little - a bad dream. He sat down on the bed and wrapped an arm around her small shoulders.

'You OK?' He whispered.

She nodded and gave out a small, involuntary whimper, still shaking.

'Bad dream?'

She nodded again.

'Tell you what,' Edgar said. 'How about coming and watching TV with me?'

She looked up at him in surprise. She'd been crying. He wiped the tears away gently.

'What if Mom finds out?' She whispered.

'Never mind her.' He said, lifting her up.

He carried her into the living room and sat her on his lap. Then he remembered what video was in the VCR.

'Oh, Christ, this had better not give her more nightmares.' He thought.

'What're you watching, Daddy?'

'Just a movie. Now, Lexi, this might get a little scary. If you get scared, just tell me, OK?'

She smiled and nodded. She wasn't like other kids, he knew that; she was tougher, braver. If kids her age fell on the boardwalk, they would normally start screaming for their parents; Lexi just got up and kept walking.

Uh oh. Here came the part with the trees and the girl. He quickly hit the fast-forward button on the remote.

'What happened?' She said.

'Ah, you'll find out some other time. When you're older, maybe.'

'Why not now?'

He didn't answer that. God only knew what would happen. She was too young to understand that concept.

He fast-forwarded the tape past the infamous tree scene and onwards until he got to a safer, less adult moment. He was almost tempted to cover her eyes; but he kept one arm around his daughter and the other near the remote.

She sat and watched intently until it got to the point where the zombie started singing.

'We're gonna get you, we're gonna get you...'

He felt her grip his shirt. Looking down, he found her gawking at the screen in what seemed to be either excitement or amazement. She was smiling.

'Didn't expect that!' He thought.

'Woah!' She said.

He gently ruffled her dirty-blond hair. If any other kid was watching this movie they'd probably be crying and pissing their pants!

...

Eventually the movie came to it's conclusion. Edgar was about to ask Lexi what she thought when he looked down. There she sat, in her father's lap, fast asleep. Blanche walked into the room in her PJ's, stifling a yawn with her hand.

'What're you doing up? It's 4 in the morning.'

'Yeah, I know.'

Blanche looked at Lexi and then back to him. 'What've you been watching? Nothing scary, I hope. She'll get nightmares.'

'She'd already had one. She was fine. Didn't jump much.'

'You were watching a scary movie.' She shook her head and sighed. 'Which one?'

'Who'd have thought a kid her age could fall asleep watching Evil Dead!'

Blanche was not happy.

At least Lexi didn't have another nightmare that night.