The thunder was the only thing she could hear above the growls from behind her. Every few minutes lighting lit up the sky almost blinding her sometimes and then the thunder followed. That alone would normally make her stop in her tracks in distress but she had to keep running. Fast and faster until she lost them. But the two great beasts were right on her heels, turning every way she went, never losing sight of their prey.

Daring to glance back and see if they were still there, she turned around still never stopping and looked back at the only two animals who she could never get to like her. One of the beast was larger than the other, covered in what seemed to be lava, had horns and the outline looked like a wolf but had the smallest wings. The other beast was smaller but no less frightening. She seemed to be made out of smooth glass but was a deep blue and purple but the eyelids were the same color as the other beast. No matter where she turned they seemed to be right there and she was starting to get tired.

Everything in the woods looked the same and she didn't know what way she was going but she knew if she stopped there wouldn't be a need to know where if the beasts got her. Suddenly, lighting lashed out at the sky and lit the way to an old house on the edge of a cliff. While this house seemed creepy and haunted, she some how knew that this house would be the thing that saved her from the two beasts and without a second thought took off as fast as she could. The house coming clearer insight did not help the fear in the back of her mind, the house seemed to be covered in blanket of darkness and did not look welcoming but on the other hand it stood tall and powerful.

She was still running towards the house just as a flash of lighting came down and landed on the house sending it into a blaze of fire. The shock of seeing this made her lose her stepping and fell to the ground breathing heavily. Sitting up, she saw the great house burning to the ground. A growl from behind made her turn around only to be pinned to the ground by the lava made beast. Struggling to get free only brought pain as the beast seemed to be stronger than her and was looking at her hungry and without mercy. Looking into it's icy blue eyes the beast showed his sharp teeth, ready for the kill, and launched down at her throat...

"AAHHHHHH." La Muerte yelled shooting up from bed, thrashing the covers. She was shaking and panting with tears streaming down her face and covered in sweat. Her scared eyes looked around the large room and it took her a moment to realize that she was in her room in the Land of the Remembered. Taking deep breaths to calm herself down, La Muerte couldn't shake the fear. It sat in the pit of her stomach and refused to move, no matter how hard she tried. Bringing a hand to her chest she turned around to find her husband in hopes that he would keep her safe from the terrible nightmare she had, but as she turned around she let out a gasp of surprise to find her lover's spot empty.

"It was only just a dream… just a dream…" La Muerte whispered under her breath. " Just a dream… just a nightmare." A new wave of fear crashed into her as she thought were Xibalba could be at this late hour? 'Surely he's not working in the middle of the night' she thought. It dawned on her that because of the war in the Land of the Living, Xibalba had to stay in the Land of the Forgotten for the rest of the week.

Her breathing still wasn't calm and her heart was racing. La Muerte tucked her long legs underneath her and hugged herself as a cold wind came through. Never had she wanted to be in Xibalba's arm more than in that moment. His embrace had always been and always will be the safest place to her. His arms were the strongest castle that had always kept her safe and warm from anyone that dared harm her.

A single tear went down her cheek as she thought of him and how he was not here with her. And soon La Muerte couldn't hold it in any longer and burst into tears. She was sure she would drown in her fears if she didn't see him. 'I can't go see him… but I need him. No! Just lay down and go back to sleep.' La Muerte was fighting with herself on what to do. One half of her wanted to go to the Land of the Forgotten but the other half knew she couldn't not in this state… the danger from her dream seemed so real that it left the usually strong, willed ruler scared.

La Muerte laid down on her side and curled up in a ball. And she for a second closed her eyes. That proved to be a mistake as she shot up from bed again, too scared to even close her eyes for fear of seeing the beasts. not knowing what else to do, focused on Xibalba and in a blur of marigolds teleported to the dark god's realm with fresh tears in her eyes.

Her entrance was not the best. She entered the realm without a problem and was in her and Xibalba's bedroom but the fear overwhelming her and the darkness from the realm didn't help and she soon found herself shaking and fell to her knees in front of Xibalba's bed and started to sob.

Xibalba stirred awake from feeling another god's being. Sighing out loud and rolling on his side to face the god, who dare wake him at this late hour, but soon fully woke up to the soft sobs coming from that way. Leaning on his elbow, Xibalba rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't seeing things. There a few feet away from his bed was no other than his wife, on the ground sobbing still in her night gown.

"Mi amor?!"

" Balby…" La Muerte whimpered. She stood up, still a little shaking, and ran to his bed as Xibalba pulled back the covers and opened his arms to catch her. Laying her head on his forearm and burying her face into his chest she started to weep again. The shaking stopped as he brought his arm up to stroke her hair and put the other one around her waist, pulling her closer while his wings wrapped around both of them.

"Shhh… mi corazón. You're alright… you're safe." Xibalba whispered into her ear." I'm here. No one is going to hurt you. You're safe." After a few minutes, La Muerte stopped crying and started to calm down.

"You had the nightmare again, didn't you?" Xibalba asked after a few moments of silence.

She nodded.

He sighed softly, knowing that even after all they have seen in their long life this was still one of the few things that scared her.

"It was terrible! I couldn't get away…and… and he… he got me! I couldn't fight back… I felt so weak!"

Xibalba could see that talking about it was only making it worse for her. "Shhh… it's over now. I'm here, you're safe."

La Muerte couldn't help but smile at the fact. It was true, while to everyone else he was seen as a monster and was feared by everyone, he to her was a simple god who was misunderstood and who loved her with his entire being. To her he was always sweet and kind and would never think of hurting her. She had nothing to fear when he stood by her side, strong and proud and he had often said that it was her strength, he was simply giving it back to her. Even in their rough patches, she had never been afraid of him and was never worried that he would hurt her. She was safe. He was near.

"Close your eyes, mi amor, try to go to sleep." Xibalba could see her trying to fight the tiredness. "I'll be here when you wake up."

"Mhmmm… I think I'd like to sleep now, Balby." La Muerte sighed as she snuggled closer to her husband. Feeling the heat and softness from his arms.

Xibalba smiled. " Te amo, mi amor, buenas noches."

" Buenas noches. Yo tambien te amo, mi vida."

La Muerte and Xibalba fell asleep in each other arm's. La Muerte was curled on top of Xibalba's bare chest with dried tears on her cheek. Xibalba's arms wrapped around her protectively. The two of them had one of their hands interlocked all night long.