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."

it was a cramp, but his reaction was quicker than

we get back to Vista

his watch, "Around eight or

want to go see

paused, then quietly

off. "You're keeping something from me,

and straightening my leg, "Does it feel

a little, nodding, "Yeah,

stood up, "Dr. Andrews is on board.

"I'm sorry."

looked puzzled by my sudden apology.

just fell asleep without

heal instantly Besides, after what you and the kid have been through i'm just relieved you could sleep was worried you

up to

and the cuts

those

sit at the edge of the bed and gently opened his shirt to

woke up here on Mark's boat, clueless about

my hand, guiding me to sit on

cheek, "Don't

my back are nothing

as he tensed,

on my sighing, "But they'll

don't hold

of leaving me."

help but

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