A/N: Thanks to Phish Tacko for her help with this! Go read her stuff!
Ch. 31
Sam was at home, sitting in front of the television with Edward. A Nightmare on Elm Street was on, and both men were glued to the television.
Sam's mouth dropped open as yet another victim was killed in their sleep.
"Oh my God," He whispered, covering his eyes.
"You scared?" Edward asked.
"N… No," Sam replied, removing his hands. "It's just very violent."
"Did you expect it to be different?"
"I guess not."
"We can stop watching it if you want," Edward offered.
"No, I kind of want to see the end. We got this far."
"Alright."
Sam cringed a little later when another person, the one who actually looked a lot like a very young version of both him and Edward, was pulled through the bed and his blood splattered all over the room.
"What?! How does that even happen?!" Sam asked, staring in horror at the scene.
"It's a movie," Edward reminded him.
"Ugh."
"It's almost over."
Sam barely made it through the rest of the movie. He kept thinking about all the horrible ways that these teenagers had died, and it bothered him. But, by the time he, Edward, Joon, and the babies had sat down for dinner, he felt a little better. The 'family' talked amongst themselves, and he stopped dwelling on the thoughts he'd had of Freddy Kreuger.
Everything seemed okay when he settled into bed that night, too. Sam slipped off into sleep pretty easily. The next thing he knew, though, he was in a totally different world all together. It looked like a park. As he began to wander around, trying to figure out where he was, he caught something in the corner of his eye. When he realized what it was, his body froze. Freddy was standing there, staring at him.
Sam told himself to run, to get up and move and get as far away as possible, but his body wasn't moving. It seemed like Freddy had cast some type of spell over him, making him unable to move at all. He was paralyzed and scared as hell. All he could do was scream as Freddy came closer and closer.
Just as Freddie was about a foot away, something shook him, and Sam suddenly found himself back at home, in bed.
"Sam!" He heard someone yell.
"What? Where am I?!" He asked, looking around nervously.
"You were screaming in your sleep," Joon informed him.
There were then footsteps from outside. Both Sam and Joon looked up to see Edward pushing the door open.
"Are you guys okay?" He asked, obviously still half asleep. "I heard yelling."
"I just had a nightmare," Sam said, embarrassed. Now that he was calmer, he could feel the sweat running down his back. He must've been truly scared.
"Oh, okay," Edward replied.
Joon wrapped an arm around Sam, holding him close to her.
"We'll be okay. Go back to bed, Edward," She told the dark-haired man.
Edward nodded and yawned, covering his mouth with his wrist. "I'll see you tomorrow then."
"Goodnight," Both Joon and Sam said.
Once Edward was gone, Joon turned to her husband. "Are you going to be okay to go back to sleep? Any more screaming and you'll wake the kids."
"I think I'll be okay," Sam said, biting his lower lip nervously. He didn't think he could go back to sleep even if he wanted to.
Joon smiled at him. "It'll be all right." She laid down and motioned for Sam to lay down with her. He rested his head on her chest, and wrapped an arm around her, while she wrapped an arm around him. Joon began running her other hand through his hair, and slowly but surely calmed him enough to go back to sleep.