The Black Knightress (Back up for fulls)

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October 13 1996-Red Room-Sarah's POV

I had a nightmare, I saw Mr. James falling from the train.

Apparently my brain remembers my father's journals much better than I thought.

Crawling out of my guest bed with my blanket in hand, I walk into my caretaker's room, he's been looking soothed and sleeping better since we got here.

When I get close enough to where i'm no longer in the doorway, I have to think of how to wake him up without letting him see the tears on my face. Yes, I feel bad for waking him up, but he won't be able to sleep if he knows I can't.

"Mr. James?" I whisper in the dark

"Yeah, Doll?" he asks as he sits up in his bed

I guess he wasn't sleeping much at all.

"Can I sleep with you tonight? I had another nightmare." I whisper quietly as I can

"You never have to ask, in all honesty I was gonna go in your room in a few minutes to ask if you wanted to come to mine. It's so much different here, but it's still scary." he smiles shakily as he holds his blankets open

I hold mine to me tightly as I stumble in the dark room to him, I only know it's really him because of his voice, but other than that..this could be anybody in front of me.

When I get to his bed, I climb up with his help and he puts me blanket over us to generate extra warmth with our super soldier heat that we possess. Mine isn't as strong as his, being that i'm only half super soldier and not full like my father or Mr. James.

Mr. James pulls me to his chest and my body immediately relaxes at his warmth, though it stays tensed from the fear and stress. As he strokes my long curls and cold shoulders in our embrace, I start thinking about all that's happened here and the girls I've met.

"Mr. James?" I ask as I break the silence

"Yeah?"

"Not all of those girls are gonna make it out of here alive." I sniffle

"Yeah." he sighs as he brushes my hair away from my face with his fingers

"I wish I could help them."

"I know you do."

"If I could-did..would you help?" I ask

"As much as I would be able to, I can fly a jet for you. The agents can only shoot at us so much before the metal shield us."

"Did I ever tell you that I admire you?" I ask while I crane my neck up to look at him

"Why would you?"

"Because you take care of me and you do it all with a smile on your face..no matter what you're going through." I answer

"Thanks, but that shouldn't be admirable..it should be a common human thing. Your Pa did all he could for me without even realizing it, that's probably why he never complained."

"Ma said he was never one to complain about really anything, even from what I've heard of him say, he never complained."

"Well then it's in your genetics to be the kind of person you want to be, that might make it a little easier."

"Why?" I question

"Because if he was here and saw you do something he likes or you didn't want to do without a complaint in a normal life-unlike ours, he would be so proud of you. He would be proud no matter what you do as long as it's good, but you already do so well. You don't need someone's opinion on what they think of your actions or words." Mr. James explains as he scoots backwards a little and rubs my back