Ya, ya, I was originally just going to have this spot for my one one-shot. But then I thought, why make a separate thing for each of them? If I'm going to have quite a few Meague one-shots, which I might, I might as well store them all in the same place! So, here we go!

It's not based off any songs this time. This time, the story is just that. A story. Nothing song-inspired. So yay! Now, enough of my jabbering. I'll go ahead and show you guys the story.

Also, this takes place after Reign. ;) I'm falling back into my habit! ;; No! Oh well. If it makes sense, it makes sense. ;) I hope you guys enjoy this!

Also also (I do that a lot, don't I?), this was a bit inspired by Hunger Games. I think it was a subconscious thing, cause I didn't even realize it till I was writing it.

The darkness is all around me. I try to push forward, but it's like black gel. I pull my hand out of the sticky mess, and it's all black. I let out a startled noise, stumbling back only to run into another wall of it. The darkness is closing in. I let out a panicked scream, but it does nothing.

"No! No no no!" I want out of this mess!

It's surrounding me. Enfolding me. I can't move in it. I can hardly breathe. It's suffocating as I flail, trying to break free. Why won't it let go? Why is it doing this to me? I just want to get out!

"Help me!" I'm screaming again. "Help me! Please, somebody, help me!"

It comes inside my screaming mouth. Panic fills me as I begin to choke on it. It really is killing me!

"Mina?" A voice snaps me out of the horrific nightmare.

I now realize I was screaming in my sleep. Not only that, but I'm shaking, and in a fetal position. It was one awful nightmare, but now I feel bad that I woke someone up. I try to identify the voice as one of the three people that could've shown up.

There's my mother. When I was younger and I had nightmares, I used to go to her room and climb into bed with her. I don't do that anymore, but there have been a few times that she's showed up when I've been having a nightmare, and comforted me. It always helped.

Then there's Charlie. He would sometimes sit with me when we were little. When either of us had nightmares, the other would come sit with them. I don't know how exactly I understood he was having nightmare. It was like...Big sister instinct or something.

And there's also Nix, who's been living at my house. There's been more than a few times where he's heard me screaming and come to calm me down. Most of the time, he helps just by being there. I don't know why, but somehow knowing he's there makes me feel at ease.

But...The voice didn't belong to any of them.

I open my eyes warily, and see that the door is open. There's a figure in my room. It's a guy. Yes, it's definitely a guy. He has messy black hair, and he's dressed head to toe in black. And his eyes. His eyes, when I meet them, are a piercing blue. Shock funnels through me.

"Teague?" Panic fills me as I scramble backwards.

Great. Now I'm in a living nightmare!

"I...I'm not here to kill you, Mina." His voice is surprisingly gentle, despite his cruel and unforgiving nature that I've identified with him. "I'm not here to hurt you either."

"Then why are you here?"

"I was looking in your mirror..." Stalkerish much? He was watching me to sleep? "And I saw you were screaming...I thought maybe you needed to wake up so..."

I swear he's blushing. Teague. Is. Blushing. Seriously? He saw I was having a nightmare and came to wake me up? If it weren't Teague we were talking about, I would say that was sweet. But I'm not sure what to think of Teague doing it.

"I...Guess I should go now that everything seems to be okay." He turns to go.

"Wait!" I can't stop myself. The words burst from my mouth before I can stop them, and I'm slightly embarrassed by them, cause they should be the last thing I'm asking the Dark Prince to do. "Please don't leave."

"What?" This takes him by surprise as he glances back at me.

"Please stay." The words are quieter this time, and I don't meet his eyes because of how embarrassed I am.

"O...Okay?" He walks over, sitting down on my bed.

After some time, I realize our positions have changed from what it was before. I'm leaning against him, and he's holding me with his arms. The strangest thing is the fact that it feels...Well, that it feels right. But, maybe it is. Is this how it's supposed to be? I felt things when I went back in time. Does Teague still feel that way? I can't tell.

I end up falling asleep in his arms, but I feel safe.

I know there wasn't too much conversing and it was kind of unspoken feelings, but I'm happy with how that turned out!

Also, thank you, my two reviewers that reviewed When Can I See You Again!

~ Dagger