Danny's P.O.V
"You killed him!"
I jumped awake, sweat pouring down my body. I took in a few deep breaths in an attempt to control my breathing. It was a dream. A nightmare. Unfortunately, this nightmare was actually true.
I'd shot one of my best friends. Well, technically I didn't, my alter did, but it was still my body. James would never forgive me, and I couldn't blame him. I don't think I'd ever forgive myself.
Today Dr. Owens wanted to bring Daniel out. He assured me it would be perfectly safe and he'd be able to bring me right back out. Although I had my doubts, he was the doctor and I was sure he'd done this before.
I sighed and rolled over, trying to get the image of James' limp body out of my head. He looked so helpless and it killed me knowing I'd done that.
Sam's expression was one of pure fear. I don't think I've ever saw him look that way before. I couldn't imagine how he felt. Watching the person he loved get shot and it be by someone he once cared about.
My life was spiraling out of control and there was nothing I could do to stop it. I missed Ben. God, did I miss Ben. He was the one person in my life who could have kept me sane. Now he was gone and I was slowly losing my mind.
I glanced up, my eyes landing on the clock that hung on the wall. 8:25. I had to meet with the Dr. In 30 minutes. I sighed and let my eyes close, hoping to get at least a few more minutes of sleep.
"Danny," I heard a familiar voice calling. "Wake up, you lazy thing."
Ben? Was that really you? I opened my eyes and saw my husband, smiling down at me.
"Hey gorgeous." He said softly, running his fingers lightly across my cheek.
I wasted no time wrapping my arms around him as the tears slipped down my cheeks.
"Baby, baby what's wrong?" He asked, holding me close.
"I had a dream you died. You died Ben. And I had an alter named Daniel who tried to kill James."
Ben shook his head and pressed a kiss to my lips. "Shh, it's okay, love. I'm here. I'm right here and James is fine. Nothing to worry about."
I smiled softly and closed my eyes, snuggling close to my husband. It was still true that he was the only person who could really calm me down.
He wrapped his arms around me tightly and ran his fingers through my hair. This was nice. I lived for moments like this. Moments alone. Just Ben and I.
"Promise you'll never leave me, Ben. Please?" I said softly, pressing a kiss to the curve of his neck.
"I'll never leave you, Danny. Never. You're stuck with me for the rest of your life..." He laughed softly and suddenly I got this uneasy feeling in the pit of stomach.
I looked up and Ben was slowly starting to fade away.
"Ben?!" I said, still clinging to him. "Ben, don't leave me!" I begged.
He shook his head and I could see tears streaming down his cheeks. "I love you, Danny. Please help me"
I couldn't move. All I could do was sit there and watch my husband slip away.
"NOOOO!" I screamed as Ben suddenly seemed to vanish into thin air. "BEN! BEN please come back!"
"Danny? Mr. Worsnop, wake up" I could hear voices calling my name and could feel someone shaking me.
My eyes opened and I shot up in the bed. "Ben?!" I screamed.
The man who had just shook me, took a deep breath and shook his head. "I'm sorry, Danny. Ben's gone."
