Deal with the Devil

A Bad Dream

Chey would back up against the wall of her dorm, eyeing Uriel. Uriel grinned. "C'mon...little Luci isn't here to save you now..." he'd cackle and reached for her wrist and clasped it, holding it tightly. She'd tug at her wrist spastically, crying out for help before everything blurred and she'd jolt up from her sleep. She'd take heavy breaths and eyed her room. 'Just a dream...' she'd put one hand to her face and sighed before feeling arms around her waist. "Why'd you move.....?" A low voiced whine would sound and she'd eye down at Lucifer then relaxed, he was there. She'd lay back down and he'd situate his arms back around her then opened his gaze slimly. "What happened that made ya wake?" Chey would sigh and eyed away. "I had a dream Uriel had come back and you weren't able to get to me for some reason..." Lucifer would eye her for a moment then pulled her close, letting her head rest in the nook of his shoulder. "I'll always be here so you know that can't be real, or a look into the future." Chey would nod and hugged him tightly, yawning. Lucifer would take a breath. 'I should stay awake...make sure she gets to sleep..' He'd stay silent, allowing her to doze off and then he'd let his thoughts start. 'Either he's tapping into her dreams to scare her or she's just paranoid...but it would be like him to play dirty...' he'd sigh. 'The last thing I need is Chey scared out of her mind...she's already skittish enough...' he'd then run through his memories. 'She never really shared her past...not with me at least...maybe she had past dreams about something similar to so, being helpless and crying out for help..' he'd let her go and sat up. 'That'd be an easy way for Uriel to hit her weak spot...' He'd rub his eyes and then eyed her, letting his hands sit limp in his lap before head reach over across himself and held her cheek, tucking some hair behind her ear. 'Something so innocent and pure..is mine...' he'd allow himself a small smile before laying down with her once more. 'I can't settle and relax..' he'd sit back up and turned to let his feet hang off the bed. 'If I'm to protect her I need to plan ahead..' he'd stand off the bed and walked to the bathroom, pulling his tshirt on before splashing water in his face then eyed himself in the mirror, running a hand back through his hair. 'But where to start..' he'd walk out after drying his face with a towel and then silently left the bedroom. He'd leave the door open however so he could keep an eye on her. Lucifer would eye the time and gave an internal groan. '2:30 am...lovely...' he'd sit on one of the bar stools and snapped a notebook off the other counter towards himself as well as a pen before leaning his head in his hand. 'First, make sure she's marked enough...she's got..like 1 or 2..' he'd write down his thoughts as he'd go. 'Keep close to her..I already do-' he'd eye the bedroom, stopping his thought as he saw her tossing and turning, shivering. He'd then eye the notebook. 'I...this can wait until tomorrow...' he'd close the notebook and set it aside before heading back to the room. Chey would whine in her sleep, murmuring what sounded like his name in a distressed call and he'd reach over, taking her hand then she woke up. She'd eye him, her gaze welling a bit and she'd wipe a tear which almost escaped down her cheek. "Luci I'm scared...I..I keep having bad dreams..." Lucifer would sit on the edge of the bed, pulling her to his side and put his arm around her. "Chey, if you let Uriel scare you, he will continue to tap into your dreams.." Chey eyed him. "How can he not scare me..." She'd sniffle then continued. "He could take you away..."