After the scan, we decided to go back to our house, as I started to feel really tired. It felt like when I went onto a bit of a downer after eating too many midget gems, but like worse. I felt like I couldn't even walk out of the car without having a risk of falling asleep.

Rob drove us home as always, and I did offer as I could drive, but he was very much against that, with my pregnancy and all. I started to nod off as Rob talked about the scan, with my head flying up and down, as I tried to fight the sleepiness.

''You struggling to stay awake, sleepyhead?'' Rob asked me jokingly, chuckling as he saw that I was failing to keep my eyes open for very long. I smiled warily at the windshield, too tired to turn and grin at him, and I nodded my head.

''Yeah…feel…so tired.'' I admitted in between long yawns. God, what was up with me today? I was so sleepy.

Rob chuckled in response to my tiredness again, and pulled a blanket from the back for me to have around me. ''No…I'm fine.'' I groaned as I tried to push his arms away from me, when he tried to wrap the blanket around me.

''Take it. It's supposed to be raining today, and for once; cold. It will save me messing about if its gets cold, because I'm driving.'' He warned me. I sighed, and accepted the huge, cream blanket, and wrapped it around myself.

''Fine.'' I grumbled sleepily, resting my head onto the back of my seat. I felt the sleep crash over me like waves crashing against a rock, and the more I rested back into the slightly uncomfortable car chair, the more I was starting to fall into sleep…

I was just starting to fall asleep when I felt us pull over to the side of the road, making me groan in response. ''Rob what-what…are you doing?'' I asked him, without opening my eyes. I was too tired to look.

''Putting your chair back.'' He replied, easing my chair back slowly, so that I felt more comfortable. I sighed happily in response, smiling and hoping he saw. The chuckle that I got from him told me that he had seen it.

''Thank you.'' I replied.

''Don't mention it.'' He kissed my forehead, and was about to pull away from me when I grabbed his neck, stopping him. He gasped in shock, and I opened my eyes slowly, smiling at him, and feeling slightly less tired.

''Kiss me properly.'' I begged, trying to get his face to lower mine. He grinned in response, and lowered his lips to mine slowly. He kissed me gently, softly; as though I might break in a split second.

I sighed, and wrapped my hands tighter into the back of his head, forcing his lips harder into mine. ''Hmm…Rob.'' I begged, knowing that he would understand what I meant. We couldn't make love, and I was certainly too tired to get any sort of intimacy back with him, but he could still kiss me, like how I wanted.

He kissed me more urgently; our lips moving furiously against each others as our breathing turned into panting. And I never hated oxygen more than when we were forced to pull away from each other…like now.

Rob chuckled at the happy expression on my face, as he pulled away. ''Hmm thank you.'' I told him. ''Love you.'' I added, hearing Rob chuckle again in response, just before my eyes finally closed, and I went to sleep before I could say anything more to him…

Darkness. Nothing but darkness, was all I could see in this dream. I blinked furiously so that I could get used to the darkness of the room and as soon as I realized that I was in bed, in our bed at home, I took a look around the room. I couldn't see any body next to me, so I patted the sheets, to find nothing but the soft mattress underneath my hands. So then…where was Rob? I looked around the dark room again, only to find nothing again.

I sighed and climbed off of my bed, before shouting in agony and falling back onto the bed. I looked down at my stomach in shock; where my hand had instantly darted to, to see my big baby bump.

I must have been six months pregnant…at least. I felt something icky between my legs, and I looked down in shock to see that I was bleeding.

''OH MY GOD! THE BABY!'' I gasped, knowing that this was definitely not normal. I was pregnant and this was definitely not just a normal monthly. This blood meant trouble; it meant that my baby was in pain.

I screamed as the bedroom light was turned on and looked to the open door to find nothing. The door was in the way for me to see whoever was at the door, and this was making me feel even more panicked.

''Rob…is that you?'' I asked unsure, knowing that I had to tell him that I was bleeding. That our baby was dying. I didn't hear anything; not a cough, not a footstep, not even a breathe being taken.

Mortified, I carried on. ''I-I-I don't know what's wrong. I-I'm bleeding, but it's not normal. It-It's the baby, I-I know it is. The Baby's dying!'' I warned him between sobs. I was getting all worked up, and the panic was escalating, making it hard to think.

I didn't hear any footsteps but by the time I looked back up again, I saw Michael. What the hell was he doing here? I was about to shout at him; tell him to piss off, and have a go at him for being here.

Except, when I looked twice…something wasn't quite right. He was just standing there, at the side of the room, watching me with dead eyes. Like he wasn't even there, not really. I eyed him confused, just before he stumbled forward, and fell onto the floor…

I screamed. I screamed and screamed and screamed……in his back was a knife. Michael was dead…

''CHARLIE! SHH, IT'S JUST A NIGHTMARE!!'' I heard someone call. I was too busy seeing this horror unfold in front of me though. I was still screaming, my tears taking over my screaming. I was part-sobbing, part-screaming now for a Man that I had loved.

''CHARLIE, PLEASE! WAKE UP!'' I screamed as my eyes found the lightness of our bedroom, and back to reality. Rob was right in front of me; his big, grey eyes widened in panic as he shook me lightly.

Bizarre tears were spilling over my eyes freely, and the only sound that I could make was sobs. Rob sighed, still panicked, and rubbed away the moisture from my eyes, only for more tears to spill over my eyes.

''Charlie,'' Rob sighed again as he pulled me swiftly into his arms, gently rocking me in his arms as though I was a baby, as I cried into his shoulder, sobbing uncontrollably.

''What it a nightmare, love?'' He asked me worriedly as he pulled my hair from my face and out of my way gently. I nodded.

''Tell me about it. Tell me everything you saw.'' Hearing him say that made me cry again, my sobs picking up as I cried harder into his shoulder.

''Alright,'' he whispered gently, trying to hush me. ''It's okay, you don't have to tell me.'' He promised me.

''Rob!'' I exclaimed still in utter shock as fresh tears spilled over my eyes at the thought of the state of Michael.

''Shh, Shh, it's alright. Tell me about it...if you want to. If it makes it easier love, tell me what you saw.'' He begged, desperate for some answers from me.

''Oh god Rob…the-the…all that blood!'' I spluttered between desperate sobs. It had been absolutely terrifying…to see all of the blood. On me and him. What made my nightmare even more terrifying was the fact that it didn't make any sense.

Why had I been bleeding in the first place? What had been going on? Was I losing the baby? And Michael…why had he been bleeding for? Who had killed him? None of it made any sense, and I was absolutely terrified.

For this baby and Michael.

''What was it? Who was bleeding?'' Rob asked me anxiously, sounding just as panicked as I felt. I tried to speak through the sobs, but it was so hard to make sense of anything after such a vivid nightmare.

''M-M-Mi-Mic,'' I tried, but I wasn't making any sense. I groaned in temper, before the tears got the better of me again.

''Take it easy. Give yourself time to breathe, and tell me after you calm down. Please love.'' Rob begged me, sounding so worried about me. I nodded against his shoulder, and took in a deep breathe, hearing it shake furiously alongside my sobs.

''G-G-G-God. S-S-S-S-So bad.'' I stuttered incoherently between furious, shaking sobs. My eyes were stinging as the tears were flooding my eyes still, making it so hard to see hardly anything. All I saw was moisture, tears.

''Shh, it's alright. You're safe now.'' Rob promised me, kissing my forehead whilst he gently rubbed my back soothingly, all the while, my sobbing filling the silent room, loud and begging for the images to stop and get out of my head.

I could see it all; replayed in my head was the nightmare happened over and over again in my head. The horror of it all; that's what I remembered most. The horror on my face as Michael stumbled forward and hit the floor…

''G-G-God, M-M-M-M-M-M-Michael!'' I sobbed as I replayed the image again in my head; my tears spilling over my eyes uncontrollably once more.

In front of me; Rob's whole body froze in the shock of whose name I had just called out, whose name I had sobbed. But I was too busy sobbing, crying into Rob's shoulder to say anything between my tears.

''Michael?'' Rob asked in utter shock; his hand stopping moving against my back as he thought about that.

''H-H-H-H-H-H-He w-w-w-w-w-w-was dead!'' I sobbed out on his shoulder before going back to sobbing uncontrollably again. The pain that I was feeling right now was undeniable; it burnt every other single emotion away as my tears got the best of me again.

''Charlie, it's okay. Michael's fine, I promise you. It was just a nightmare.'' He paused for a long moment, with my loud sobbing filling the room, before Rob finally added; ''Please Charlie, it will be okay. I can try and get you to see Michael tomorrow if you want, but please-''

''-N-N-N-No, th-th-that isn't just i-i-i-it!'' I sobbed harder. ''T-the baby!'' I warned him between more urgent sobs.

''Shh. Don't say anything, until you calm down. Please, just calm down.'' He begged me desperately. I nodded, and tightened my arms around his body, pressing him to me more like how I needed as my crying eventually started to die down.

''It was just a nightmare. It's not going to happen. You're okay. Baby's okay. Michael's okay.'' Rob whispered into my ear, over and over again as he began to rock me like a baby again, comforting me as my tears and sobs finally stopped altogether.

Once it was silent, I began to feel tired, but I wouldn't let myself fall asleep. I had to talk to Rob before I went back to sleep. I had to tell him what I saw, before I had anymore nightmares or anything.

''Are you okay?'' Rob whispered into my ear anxiously. I nodded, eyes focused and frozen on our bedroom window. He kissed my forehead, his hands gently pushing my sweaty hair back, drenched from the nightmare.

''Do you want to talk about it now?'' He asked me, still sounding concerned, and as though the tears might start again. Well, what with my pregnancy hormones; that could happen soon, I had to admit.

I nodded my head, and let Rob gently push my body away from him. He wrapped my arms around his neck, and sat me on his lap, holding me as I ducked my head into his other shoulder; feeling his head rest on the top of mine.

''What happened, love?'' He asked me worriedly.

''I was still pregnant. Six months pregnant.'' I told him, hoping these dreadful images would fade away soon. They were what was making this horror even worse. ''But there was this pain…when I tried to look for you, when I got up…I was bleeding.'' I added, gasping under my breathe as I remembered the nightmare.

''Where was you?''

''In here…and it was night time.'' I told him, looking around the room, and knowing that it was night time for real too. That was why he had the light on. ''And…and then…Michael.'' I sobbed again quietly as I pictured it.

''Shh…it's okay love…not real remember?'' he reminded me. I nodded, and tried to explain to him again.

''He….he…'' I took a deep breathe and tried to tell him again, squeezing my eyes shut tight and finding that dreadful, terrifying mental picture again. ''He'd been stabbed. And there-there was just blood everywhere…god!'' I managed, before the tears overcame me again.

Rob held me tighter to him, kissing the top of my head as I began to cry heavily again into his shoulder. ''He's okay. You're okay, and baby's okay. You're safe now love, I promise. I love you.'' He whispered gently, rocking me as I cried.

***

Sorry about the awful nightmare. It was necessary, believe me. I looked onto a dream site, and it reminded me of the pain Charlie is going through now. As quoted on Dreams Mood Directory; To dream that someone else is dying, I identifies the change/loss of the relationship.