Curled up against Steve, Rogue could almost forget that they weren't just two normal people in love. The horrors they'd faced faded into the background and she could focus on the future they were going to share. Lately, it had led to some beautiful dreams that left her feeling content and at peace.
This wasn't a night for those dreams.
Perhaps it was a subconscious reaction to the windows being covered, or some other subtle trigger from the day that had gone unnoticed. Whatever caused it, the nightmare latched onto her suddenly and abstractly, more feeling than memory. She shifted only once before jerking awake close to dawn, gasping and shaking as the dream slipped away.
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Date: 2017-01-11 04:56 am (UTC)This wasn't a night for those dreams.
Perhaps it was a subconscious reaction to the windows being covered, or some other subtle trigger from the day that had gone unnoticed. Whatever caused it, the nightmare latched onto her suddenly and abstractly, more feeling than memory. She shifted only once before jerking awake close to dawn, gasping and shaking as the dream slipped away.