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I gasped loudly, or what I thought was loudly and jolted up in bed. Sam shifted a bit, but thankfully didn't wake up.

I wiped a stray tear from face, distraught. I couldn't even Denver half the nightmare, and the feeling in my stomach told me I didn't want too. I tried to lay back down, but it seemed impossible to sleep.

I continued tossing and turning and it was clear I wasn't getting back to sleep for awhile. As careful as I could, I crept out of bed, placing the covers gently back over Sam. I headed to the kitchen and drank a glass of water.

When I got back upstairs, Sam was sitting up in bed, rubbing one eye with his fist and squinting at me through the other.

"Babe?" He asked in a raspy voice, then cleared his throat. I got to the bed and set down the water.

"Yeah, I had a bad dream. I'll be okay." I said, setting the half full glass of water on the table and climbing back in the bed.

"You're sure you're okay?" He whispered, clearly still half asleep. As soon as I was done shifting, he wrapped his arms around me.

"Yeah." I smiled, giving him a quick peck before falling asleep.

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