OOM: Nightmare

[lvpd_sidle]

Alone

"Please." The word is a whimper. Sara turns restlessly, bumping into Mark.

Unloved.

"Don't leave me--no, it wasn't me I swear it wasn't me..." Her body trembles, sweat gathering on her forehead.

Unwanted

"Mark, no Mark I love you I need you please......"

Her hand reaches out, seeking someone, anyone, finding only solitude, though he is beside her.

She cries, still caught in the dream, in the nightmare, in the reality she still believes she will see.

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[bohemian-mark.livejournal.com]

"Oh, good." He smiles at her. "I'm not leaving."

[lvpd_sidle]

"I'm not leaving." She is still clinging. "We'll figure everything else out."

[bohemian-mark.livejournal.com]

"It'll work out. Because I'm not losing you." It's more confident than he's sounded in a long time, if ever.

[lvpd_sidle]

"Good. I'm not losing you."

[bohemian-mark.livejournal.com]

He kisses her again. "I can't believe this is really happening." For all of his confidence, he's still in a state of shock.

[lvpd_sidle]

"Me neither." She buries her face against his shoulder. "Nothing good has ever come from a nightmare."

[bohemian-mark.livejournal.com]

"Sometimes good can come from the strangest things." Like a mugging. Or a blown-out candle. Or a protest. He takes her hand, the one with the ring. "I promise this will be good, Sara. I promise with everything that I have."

[lvpd_sidle]

"Don't promise to take the blame for the things that life might throw at us," she says gently. "But I can and will promise to be there every step of the way." And after if I have anything to say about it.

[bohemian-mark.livejournal.com]

"I love you." He kisses her again. "We can take on anything together."

[lvpd_sidle]

"We can damned well try. I love you."

[bohemian-mark.livejournal.com]

Mark just beams at her some more. "This is amazing. I... yeah." He leans over and kisses her.

[lvpd_sidle]

Which they're likely to continue doing, and Sara certainly will not complain. Her ring catches the glint of lighting from under the hall door, glistening.