KOTLC One-Shots {mostly Foster-Keefe}

Sweet Dreams

A/N these do contain spoilers. Not this one in particular, but they will. You have been warned.

Sophie's POV

     Grady and Edaline were with Elwin getting healed after the Neverseen's attack. They had ended up in a pretty nasty situation, both with several broken ribs and a concussion. Elwin, as Sophie new, could work magic, and Sophie was assured they'd be fine, but she was still a wreck.

     "Hey Foster can I come in?" Keefe asked. Sophie could tell Keefe was begging, and just by the sound of his voice, he was worried. Sophie bit back her sobs and answered, "Yea, sure, Keefe."

     Keefe cautiously opened her door, and when he found no signs of danger from Sophie, he crossed the room and climbed onto her bed. He intertwined his hand with hers. "They'll be alright, you know," He states confidently. "I know," Sophie replied, "but I'm angry and worried. Everyone is getting hurt because of me. I shouldn't even be here." Sophie spread out her arms, gesturing to not only the room, but the Lost Cities in general. The first time in her life she actually felt she belonged, it was all ripped away. She had to be a freak.

     "C'mon Foster," Keefe managed, as a tear of his own was threatening to fall, "you make us all better. We need you. I need you." Keefe said the last sentence in a quiet very un-Keefe tone. Sophie guessed her own emotions had been picked up by Keefe (which was not surprising, as he was an empath), and Keefe was having a tough time with the intensity.

     "Hey Sophie?" Keefe asked. It was the first time he had actually used her first name since... NO. She was not going to think about that. If Keefe was using her first name, things were really serious. "Yea, Keefe?" She managed in a cautious voice. "I-I love you Sophie. From the first ride on Silveny, I knew I loved you." He whispered, and Sophie knew he was scared of what she'd make of his confessed feelings.

     Sophie stared at their still locked fingers and was shocked. But then she realized it had been the thing her heart was trying to tell her for years now. She knew Keefe already knew what she was going to say, even before she said it. But she needed to say it. "I love you too, Keefe."

     Keefe stared at her in an unrecognizable way, and then put on his trademark smirk and ruffled his hair as he said, "I know Foster. Empath." Keefe tapped his head and wiggled his eyebrows.

     Sophie blushed as Keefe said, "Huh. Team Foster-Keefe is unstoppable." They sat in silence until it got dark. "Foster, you need to go to bed." "I know." Keefe brought her to snuggle up against him, her head on his beating heart.

     Before she fell asleep, Keefe whispered, "I love you so much, Sophie. Sweet dreams." Sophie drifted off in her first peaceful, dreamless sleep with a smile on her face and one thought in her head. Everything will be okay as long as I have Keefe.

A/N I apologize for the cheesiness, but, hey, that's what you guys came here to read. (Probably not, but it does get better, I promise.) Thanks for reading! (Oh, and upvoting and following me, maybe.)