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Things that go Bump in the Night

He sat bolt upright in bed with sweat dripping down his forehead. He noticed that he was trembling and felt like he was on the verge of a panic attack. He tried to think about what woke him up. Oh yes, the nightmare and the raging thunderstorm outside. He wondered who he could go to since he didn't want to be alone. Seb? No, not Seb. He'd be very understanding and comforting but would ask too many questions and the nightmare involved secrets that Seb didn't know about. Ah, he had it. He would go to Lewis like he had done once or twice in the past. Trembling silently he got out of bed and made his way down one flight of stairs to Lewis's floor and knocked on the door to Lewis's room. The door opened.

Lewis: Mick? What's wrong

Noticing the tear stained cheeks and trembling hands of the young German, Lewis pulled him into his room and into a hug. He held the German tightly against his chest, where they stayed for a few minutes

Lewis: What happened

In-between sobs, Mick told Lewis what had caused him to be in this state.

Mick: I had nightmare. I dreamt that he had died in a car accident, which is silly since he doesn't drive f1 cars anymore
Lewis: It's not silly Mick, I've had nightmares before where IT has died in an f1 accident
Mick: It was my fault and I watched his car burst into flames and I sat in my car watching and....and....and

The Germans breathing became quick and erratic. Lewis pulled his close and spoke to him softly.

Lewis: Nice steady breaths Mick, that's it

As the Micks breathing became steadier, the Brit spoke to him.

Lewis: Come on, you can't sleep in this state, let's go downstairs and get some hot cocoa, then we can come back upstairs and you can sleep in here with me

Mick nodded and they made their way downstairs. But when they got to the floor below, they met a figure standing awkwardly on the landing.

Lewis: Charles what's up
Charles: I can't sleep due to the thunderstorm
Lewis: Why don't you come and get some hot cocoa with us
Charles: Whats the matter with Mick
Lewis: He had a nightmare

With the Brits arm still around Mick, the three drivers made their way to the kitchen where Lewis fixed up some hot cocoa for all of them. They went into the living room and sat silently drinking. As Mick finished his cup, there was a crack of lightning that illuminated the garden outside through the patio doors. The illuminated garden showed a figure standing outside and all three of them let out a scream. Lewis spoke in a slightly shaky voice.

Lewis: I don't think that any of us are going to be able to sleep again tonight after that, let's put on a movie

So they sat on a couch snuggled up together with Lewis in the middle. They all agreed to put on a comedy movie. Midway through the second movie all of them had made their way under a blanket with the empty mugs on the table in front of them.