Theme: #38 - Darkness
Summary: Summer was the only one to soothe his nightmares.
Word Count: 334
A.N: Just a simple little one for you. I quite like this one.
Disclaimer: I'm just playing with them for a little while. I don't actually own any of the characters.
He would have nightmares. Not the sort of nightmares that could be forgotten upon waking – the sort that made him cry out, thrash around and haunt him in his waking hours. At first Summer had been at a loss on what to do. She had awoken with Dillon shouting. She had tried everything to wake him but she remained unsuccessfully; instead she tried to soothe his sleep as best as she could.
After the others had gone to bed, Summer would make her usual trip to Dillon's room, careful to make no noise lest she wake someone and she and Dillon were finally discovered. She didn't remember falling asleep but she certainly remembered waking up. Dillon was moaning in his sleep, his every muscle taut. Summer had given up trying to wake him from his nightmares by now and instead she bent her head close to his ear and whispered to him.
"Shh, Dillon, everything's fine…everything's okay…" She whispered when he cried out, running her fingers down his tensed arms, meeting his right hand, clenched tightly in a fist. Her fingers found his face, brushing across his forehead, sweeping the hair from his eyes. She traced his features with feather light hands, smooting away the tension. This would calm him, even if ever so slightly. Summer could do something to help him. When he woke, it was always abrupt and he was always panting and disorientated.
"You stopped breathing that time." Summer said, blinking her bleary eyes.
"You can't keep doing this – staying with me. You have to rest." Dillon told her, pushing himself up onto his elbows, knowing that she would not pay his protests any mind.
"It helps you." She replied, heaving a sigh and resting her forehead against his bare shoulder.
"You're the only one who makes them better…" Dillon's quiet voice came after a few minutes. Summer smiled in the darkness and whispered, "I know." At this, Dillon hugged her to his chest and pulled her down once more.