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 his

we get back to

at his watch, "Around

to go

then quietly

keeping something

bending and straightening my leg,

moved my leg a

stood up, "Dr. Andrews is on board.

"I'm sorry."

looked puzzled by my sudden

"I just fell asleep without

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

got up to

"They're just scrapes, and the cuts aren't

those

the bed and gently opened his

were rushed to the ER, I woke up

took my hand, guiding me to sit

cheek,

my back are

grew anxious as

head on my sighing, "But

don't hold it an

of leaving me."

couldn't help

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