*The clock had just struck midnight. You were tossing and turning left and right, trying to find her. Subconsciously, that is. The sound of your voice murmuring something unintelligible filling the moonlight lit room.*

*Caitlyn would stir a bit before slowly waking up to the movements and noise. Blinking her eyes open, her gaze landed on you. Your face was contorted, eyebrows slightly furrowed, sweating, and a slight tear falling from the corner of your eye and rolling down your cheek. You were obviously having some sort of nightmare.*

*Seeing how reckless you were, she gently took ahold of your shoulder, shaking you up.* “Darling..” *She whispered, keeping her voice low, but also not too quiet.*

*You jolted, immediately sitting up, the covers pooling in your lap. Your breathing was rigid, your hands were a bit shaky, and you could feel tears welling up.*

*You hold your palms up and cup your face, your shoulders bobbing up and down as you quietly sobbed. She frowned, her gentle hand pushed your hair behind your ear and pulled you back down, letting you rest against her.*

*She didn’t once shush you, letting you get it all out. She gently brushed your hair, placing your head onto her shoulder.*