Author's Note: Hello everyone! This a request from parkereliotfan who wanted a continuation of the chapter "Fear". I hope this is what you wanted! I wish I could draw because I would love to do a picture of this scene at the end . . . oh well, c'est la vie! Please enjoy!
Parker wakes up the next morning feeling a little weird.
She knows that her feeling weird is no surprise to anyone, but usually Parker wakes up with a strong urge to steal and this morning, she feels like being lazy. She tries to sit up and it's then that she notices the cause of her weirdness.
Eliot is lying next to her—asleep. The hitter never slept.
Ever.
As she is about to wake him—cause frankly Parker doesn't know how to deal with the situation—she notices an expression of pain on his face. She hesitates and tries to decide what to do. Was Eliot—her protective, safe Eliot—having a nightmare? There was no way!
"Eliot?" She mumbles as she leans in closer to his face. She's tempted to go call for help, but Sophie has been teaching her about taking care of others and Parker feels like this is one of the situations that required that particular skill.
He moves suddenly and she jumps back and falls off the couch. She bites her lip to prevent a curse from escaping from her lips and then stands up. What should she do? How could she help Eliot like he had helped her?
He tosses over again and Parker can tell the nightmare is getting worse and then she knows what to do. She lies back down on the couch and holds him. She then closes her eyes and hopes that this will calm him down.
They both sleep peacefully after that.
Author's Note: Review and request as always!