NAKED [MORPHEUS-DREAM]

CHAPTER TWELVE

Quinn looked down at Morpheus, waiting for any sign indicating that he was alive. Quinn could hear the man get up from his spot on the floor and Quinn looked at him and she breathed in deep, worried that this was going to be it.

"Quinny Hayes, you are much prettier than I thought." He said and Quinn clenched her jaw and looked at the man.

"You don't know me." She said and he shrugged and spoke.

"If that's what you think, honey bun." He said and Morpheus coughed, causing Quinn to look down with tears in her eyes and he looked up at Quinn and his eyebrows furrowed inwards.

"What did you do?" He asked, his voice hoarse and before they knew it, Morpheus was up and he looked at his hand while it healed.

The blonde man walked to them now, and Morpheus walked in front of Quinn protectively, placing her out of harms way.

"If you think I'm going back to the Dreaming with you, you're wrong."

"You are not going back to the Dreaming." Morpheus said and he placed his arm out, his sand consuming the man and all that was left of him, was a skull with mouths for eyes. Quinn watched as Morpheus grabbed it and he turned to her, placing the skull in his pocket and he looked at her, seeing her hand that was littered in his blood. She swallowed thickly, not wanting to look at him, not wanting to face what he now was to her and he spoke.

"What did you do?"

"It was the only way I knew that would save you." She said and Dream breathed in deep and he spoke.

"Do you know what you've done?" He said and he looked at her arm, seeing the binding mark on her arm. It's black ink trailed up to under her short sleeve t-shirt swirling all around her forearm. The binding mark consisted of black swirls that ended in a pattern and some ravens littered the vine, indicating who she was exactly bound to.

Quinn looked down at her arm, seeing the binding mark and she breathed in and spoke.

"I had to save you." She said and Morpheus shook his head, as anger rolled off of him in waves and spoke.

"You are now the Lady of the Dreaming, Quinn. You are now my wife."

Quinn jolted up awake, looking around the bed she was on. Samael looked at her with a confused look.

"What the fuck just happened?" 

Quinn looked down at her arms, seeing that they were covered with her sweater and she shook her head and spoke.

"I had a vision." She said, kind of lying to him. He breathed out and Quinn stood from the bed and spoke.

"We need to leave, now." Quinn said and Samael furrowed his eyebrows inwards confused.