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."

but his reaction was

how long till we get back to

his watch, "Around eight

go see Grandma

paused, then quietly

felt off. "You're keeping something from me,

continued to massage, bending and straightening my leg, "Does it

a little, nodding, "Yeah,

is on board. Let's have him check you

"I'm sorry."

looked puzzled by my sudden apology. "What

just fell asleep without asking

seemed amused, 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

to inspect

the cuts aren't deep. I've had them treated and

those I'm worried

the edge of the bed and

the ER, I woke up here on Mark's boat,

hand, guiding me to sit on

my cheek,

my back are nothing

as he tensed, "But

head on my sighing,

don't hold it

leaving

couldn't help

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