I know, I know, I'm terrible. I had horrible writer's block on this one. And then one night I found inspiration. It's a little short, but big things are coming! You'll see at the bottom. Onward!

BPOV

I wake up in the middle of the night with Sebastian curled up against me. I brush his hair back, smiling, before stretching and slowly getting up. He stirs slightly, but doesn't wake up. I'm washing my face when I hear a soft whimper coming from the bedroom. Drying off quickly, I walk back into the room to find Sebastian huddled in a corner, shaking and hyperventilating.

I quickly rush over, kneeling in front of him. "Sebastian?" I call. He looks up, his eyes wide with fear. "What happened, sweetheart?"

"Y-You were gone," he stutters anxiously. "He…I t-thought…he h-hurt you…"

He dissolves into tears as I pull him against me. "Shh baby. Sebastian, it's alright. I'm fine, honey. It was just a dream." He buries his face in my shirt, sobbing against my neck as I rub his back gently. "It's okay. We're both safe. He's not here. I've got you. It's alright."

I hold him tightly, feeling his tight breathing. "I thought y-you were d-dead," he cries.

"Shh, it's alright. It was just a dream. I'm right here. Sebastian, honey, look at me." Slowly, his eyes lock onto mine. "It's alright, sweetheart. Everyone is okay. We're safe. You need to calm down, okay? I've got you. Just breathe."

He nods and rests his head on my chest. I can feel his ragged breaths against my neck as he tries to calm himself. I continue to hold him securely, murmuring softly to him. He slowly quiets in my arms. After a long time, he looks up at me. "Sorry…" he mumbles.

I kiss him softly. "Don't be. It wasn't your fault. I'm sorry I wasn't here."

He shakes his head. "You can't be here every minute. It's alright."

"Are you going to be alright?" I ask worriedly. He nods, hugging me tightly. I kiss his forehead gently and lift him to his feet. "Come on, lets go back to sleep."

He shakes his head frantically. "No!" he shouts. "I mean…Can we not yet?"

I nod and turn on the lights, sitting down on the bed and pulling him into my lap. He relaxes against my chest. "Can you tell me what happened in your dream?" I ask softly.

He nods slowly. "He just…showed up here," he starts.

"Your father?"

"Yes. And, h-he, saw you, and… I couldn't stop h-him…It's all my fault," he murmurs, distressed. "You're in danger because of me."

I hug him gently. "It is not your fault, Sebastian. Nothing happened. It was just a dream."

He shakes his head. "But it's true. He's s-still out there somewhere, and if he f-finds me here he could h-hurt you, and it'll be my f-fault."

I gently raise his chin until he looks at me. "Listen carefully, because this is important. I knew from the very beginning what might happen, and I made this decision for myself. I put myself in danger, and if he comes here I promise you that nothing he does is your fault."

Sebastian bites his lip. "But…W-What if the other part comes true?" he asks quietly.

"What? The part about me being dead?"

He nods.

I sigh, then kiss him softly. "Sebastian, I'm not going to die. Not for a very, very long time. And even then, it will not have been your fault. But I promise I'll stick around to protect you. Everything will be alright."

He nods and snuggles closer to me. "Okay." We stay like that for a long time before he falls asleep again. I wait up for a few more hours before settling down.

When I wake up again, sunlight is streaming through the window, and Sebastian is planting soft kisses along my jaw. I open my eyes to find him grinning at me. "Morning."

I smile back. "Morning." We both get washed and dressed and scarf down breakfast before leaving for school. In the car, I look over at him to see him staring out the window, his brows furrowed "What's wrong," I ask softly.

He turns to look at me and tries to smile. "Nothing."

"You're still thinking about your dream, aren't you?"

He sighs. "Kind of. I just have a bad feeling. I can't explain it."

I reach across the car and take his hand. "Don't worry. Whatever it is, we'll face it together." He nods and smiles before turning his attention back out the window. All day, he seems distracted by this feeling. During glee rehearsal, when the New Directions are concerned and asking if he's okay, I can see that he was thinking about it, even as he answered their questions.

As we pull into the driveway, Sebastian stiffens beside me. "The door is open," he says slowly.

I look and see that he is right. The front door isn't completely closed. "Maybe mom didn't close it hard enough," I say, puzzled.

He looks at me, and I know that this has something to do with his feeling. "Or maybe someone's in there."

"Should we go in?" I ask.

He hesitates, but nods. "Yeah. I guess we should. It…could be nothing, right?"

I nod and slowly get out of the car, pulling him closer. We enter the house, checking around for anyone, but don't find anything unusual. "Still have that feeling?" I ask.

He nods. "Yes." He cautiously climbs the stairs, with me trailing behind. He walks into my room and freezes.

There, sitting on the bed, is a man. "Long time no see," he smirks.

I sidle closer to Sebastian as the understanding slowly dawns on me.

Sebastian glances at me and nods. "D-Dad…" he chokes out.

The man grins. "Miss me?"

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TheSongSmith