I had a nightmare.

Actually, a series of them.

But the last dream was different. I dreamed of Grandma, her face radiating kindness as she spoke to me.

But her words were gibberish to me.

It felt like she was saying goodbye.

Why would she be saying goodbye?

"Grandma, don't go!"

I saw her leaving in my dream, shouting for her in my sleep, chasing her through the mists of my subconscious.

But although she seemed to move at a snail's pace, I couldn't catch up.

Suddenly, the scene shifted, and I woke up with a start, my foot stepping into thin air.

"Don't move."

I was drenched in sweat, feeling an iron grip on my calf.

The pain was sharp, drawing a wince and a gasp from me.

As the pain eased, I saw Gregory massaging my leg.

"You've got a cramp."

was a cramp, but

till we get back

his watch, "Around eight

to go see Grandma straight

paused, then

off. "You're keeping something

bending and straightening my leg,

my leg a little, nodding,

stood up, "Dr. Andrews is on

"I'm sorry."

by my sudden apology. "What

just fell asleep without

patting my cheek, "Even if you had asked, these wounds wouldn't heal instantly Besides, after what you and the kid have been through i'm just relieved you could sleep was worried you wouldn't be able to

to inspect his

the cuts aren't deep.

not those

edge of the bed and gently opened his shirt to look

woke up here on

my hand, guiding me

cheek, "Don't worry, you won't crush

on my back are nothing serious,

as he tensed,

leaned his head on my sighing, "But

don't hold

of leaving

help but feel

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