Chapter Seven: When You See Her At Her Worse

A/N: Hey everyone! I went with guest's first idea for this drabble, about nightmares… I hope you like it!

Disclaimer: I don't own House of Anubis

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When you see her at her worse...

Patricia had contemplated for an extremely long period time, before concluding that Eddie seeing her in the middle of the night – deep in sleep – would have to be the most dreadful and embarrassing moment he could ever witness. And she was definitely against the thought of him ever having to experience such a thing.

However, that was way before the nightmares had started up again. At that point, she had decided that undoubtedly, it would be completely awful if he was forced to see her wake up in the middle of the night, hair messed up, sweat on her back, and a horrific vision from her nightmare still fresh in her mind.

This, Patricia had sworn, was the one thing she would be positive never, ever was forced upon either of them. Her help on this had to come from Mara and Joy. Patricia had made sure that both girls crossed their hearts, that if they were woken up during one of Patricia's nightmares, they would shake her out of it, and not get Eddie. And of course, Patricia expected them to stick to their words; they had to know what she would do if they didn't. And if they weren't sure about that, then they at least had to know that it wouldn't be pretty.

And then there was that one night. One Patricia had wished she had missed.

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Joy's limp, weakening body laid next to Eddie's. Both had pale skin, covered in cracking, dried blood. Patricia couldn't be sure if they were dead, she only knew where they were. She, stepped cautiously, as if each new footstep could lead to a potential death. Rufus's warehouse was always the place she never wanted to find the people she cared about most, dead, and with Piper's helpless body, lying limped against the corner, opposite from her parents, and in between were her friends, Patricia was positive something was wrong. She continued to make her way towards each body, desperate to hear a breath, or feel the slightest pulse. And then she stepped on the glass, shattered perfectly around the lifeless shape of Eddie's body. Patricia let out a cry of pain. And then she heard it.

The awful laughing in the background. The laughing was high-pitched, and evil. Although, she could be sure it was masculine. It rang through her ears, over and over, until Patricia was able to place who it belonged too.

Rufus.

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"Patricia!" Mara shook her friends shoulder harder, nearly pleading for her to wake up. Beads of sweat ran down Patricia's forward, mixed with the tears from her eyes. Her face was scrunched up in pain, agonizing pain – she looked so uncomfortable, Mara nearly had the urge to cry herself. "Joy hurry up." Mara pleaded to no one in particular. Shifting back from foot to foot, Mara anxiously awaited the help Joy had gone to get.

"Now don't comment on how she looks." Joy opened the door, of the bedroom, revealing a tired, and sleep-eyed Eddie, who stumbled after her, over towards the bed that Patricia slept in.

"I won't" Eddie sneered over his shoulder, at Joy, as he bent down on his knees, and placed a gentle arm on Patricia's shoulder.

"God she's so warm." Eddie quickly placed the back of his hand on Patricia's forehead. She jumped at the sudden touch, squirming even more uncomfortably than earlier. "I'm sorry, calm down Yacker." Eddie whispered, stroking her hair lightly after confirming that she didn't have a fever. At her nickname, Patricia calmed down, her breaths becoming steadier, and her face slowly beginning to loosen up. "Yacker." Eddie smiled, squeezing her hand.

Patricia let out a choked up mix between a cry and sigh, as her body finally began to relax. "Patricia?" Eddie turned to face Joy and Mara, a smile playing on his lips that was returned with uneasy faces from them. "Calm down, I'm here, I've got you." Eddie didn't have the need or time to think twice about his words. He had never thought over what would happen if he was in a situation like this, he just went with the flow. And each word rolled off his tongue, smoothly, and naturally, as if there was nothing awkward about the light, cherry, comforting tone he had suddenly taken with Patricia.

It was the slightest squint of her eyes, that let Eddie know she was waking up. Anxiously sitting on the end of his seat, Eddie tapped his foot impatiently, and crossed his fingers that she was going to open her eyes soon.

And when she did, he wasn't sure if had ever felt happier. He had never expected himself to act cheesy, and rejoice uncontrollably when his girlfriend woke up from a deep sleep. But relief had flown through him – and he couldn't help how he felt.

"It felt so real." Patricia sat forward, ignoring the fact that Eddie sat next to her. Ignoring the fact that her hair was slightly tangled, and that she was taking deep breaths to calm herself down.

"It's not." Eddie ran his hand up and down her arm, a small smile playing on his lips. "I'm here, don't worry."

"I think it was Rufus." Patricia turned to look Eddie in the eyes. "He was laughing. He was laughing at me, like I was weak. And… and I was. You guys – you, you were dead." Patricia felt herself starting to get choked up, and warned herself to stop talking before she burst into tears.

"Eh," Eddie shrugged, "I've got like seventy years, until I'm dead. Let's focus on being teenagers, yeah?"

Patricia nodded her head lightly, as she watched him wrap his arm around her, and lay down next to her. "I promise Rufus won't hurt you. I'll make sure of it." Patricia didn't want to feel weak, like Eddie had to protect her.

But, of course, it didn't matter in that moment, when she was scared, and timid, and in that moment, right before she drifted off to sleep again, in his arms, as he ever so softly whispered;

"I hope you realize how beautiful you are Patricia."

…Tell her she is beautiful.

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Soooo… what'd you guys think?! I'm anxious to hear your reviews, and want to thank each and every one of you who put forth an idea for this chapter. I went with the one that I felt like I could write easily, and had a small image in my mind of what it should look like. However, I definitely considered everyone. Also, guest, also gave the idea of Patricia being pregnant for this one. I didn't go with it, because I was wondering, if you guys were cool with future Peddie drabble for these too? I'm fine with either, futures, or our lovely teenaged Patricia and Eddie. So, if you'd like to see some future drabbles mixed in here, just let me know! Also, I'm still completely willing to take your ideas for other chapters, the next on is: When you see her start to cry… Just hold her and don't say a word. Any ideas? Review or PM me, if you have any! Love you guys as always!

~xFabinao