My Glue (A Newt Fanfic)

The Dream

The dreams were nothing I could have expected. They were beautiful but horrible. I couldn't see anybody's faces. Just blank slabs of flesh no features, nothing. No names or anything.

I am in a bright white room. The room made the sun look like it was a light bulb about to go out. There are people around me talking but every time I try to talk nothing comes out. Nobody pays attention to me but obviously they can see me. I hear my name said over and over by the people with things mixed in like "variable", "Flare", "experiment", "Maze", and "kill switch".

My dream transitions to another room. A little duller but still bright. I try to walk but I run into a glass wall. I feel around me and notice that I'm in a glass tube. A glass tube with no way out. I try to scream but again nothing comes out. There is a control panel on the opposite side of the room with a man sitting at it. A woman is hovering behind the man but looking at me. I can hear her say "Let's begin." Then the man pushes a few buttons and the tube begins filling with water.

I scream help but I don't make a sound. The water rises to my hips then waist and is now up to my neck. I'm trying to claw at the glass and try to get higher but it is too slick. I try to get a few breaths before the water finally overcomes me. Nothing happens at first. My lungs can't hold anymore and I breathe out. Trying to breathe again I inhale water. I scream and my throat fills even more. Then everything goes black. Nothing around me except blackness.

I'm woken by a voice and hands shaking me. Newt. He is trying to wake me.

"MIRANDA! Wake up!" He is yelling. Terror fills his eyes.

"What the hell happened? Is it morning?" I am completely confused from the dream and what is going on now.

"It's midnight. You were screaming your bloody head off! What the bloody hell happened?" He was filled with worry and terror.

"I was having a nightmare. I'll explain in the morning." I rubbed my eyes, exhausted.

"Ok. Goodnight Miranda." He looked at me right in the eyes. Newt laid back down and turned on his side.

"Hey Newt?" I sounded like a little kid.

"Yes?"

"Will you sleep with me?" I was a little kid asking her father to get rid of the ghosts and monsters.

"Of course. Whatever you need." He sounded happy.

He crawled into bed next to me curling his arms around my waist. I moved closer to his bare chest. He was so warm. How did he do that? We said goodnight again ending with him kissing me on the forehead. I quickly fell asleep in the safety of his arms with no more dreams.