A Team (Rdj Story)

Worst Nightmare

"Mmpf!" Stacey panicked when she saw Robert's sleeping form start to drip with sweat. With the cool, wet wash cloth in hand, she started to dab and wipe at his warm fore-head in means to awaken him.

"Robert!" Stacey shook him to waken him up, "Baby, wake up!" She wiped at his fore-head again, "Robert!" She started to seriously worry when his pale body began to shiver, his pearly with teeth chattering.

Stacey felt relief totally wash over her when Robert jerked awake, gasping for air but was surprised when he grabbed her in for a back-breaking hug. After a moment she hugged him back and could feel him slightly sobbing, "I-I thought I'd lost you Stacey." He cried into her neck.

She hugged him tighter when she felt the tears landing on the bare skin of her neck and collarbone, "No, Robert..." She rubbed his trembling back, "You are never going to lose me." Stacey promised.

Robert nodded as if in disbelief, "I know, but, it felt so real, Stacey, so vivid..." He almost whispered.

Stacey smiled slightly and kissed his fore-head, "You know, sometimes nightmares can feel almost too real."

Suddenly, Robert pulled back, causing Stacey to jump, "W-Where's Rosie?" He stuttered, his brown eyes wide with fear as he looked around the bedroom, "Where is she, Stacey?" He yelled.

Stacey looked taken aback for a moment before answering, "She is in bed, Robert, she's fine." She took his hand in hers once she saw him relax, "You are sick, Robert. It was only a nightmare." Stacey reassured.

Robert blinked at his fiance before nodding, "OK...OK..." He was still shaking as he sat on the bed with his knees against his heaving chest.

Stacey smiled down at him, "You know, you are never going to be alone, Robert, I will always be here. By your side. Always."

Robert looked at her with red, teary eyes, "Promise?" He asked sounding like a little child.

She ran the back of her thin hand along his cheek, "Promise, baby." Stacey curled up to his side once he slid back down in the bed and she pulled the covers over the two of them.

She smiled slightly when she felt his lips touch the crown of her head, "I love you, Stacey." He whispered.

Stacey grinned, "And I love you." She whispered back before they both fell into a dreamless-and nightmare-less sleep.

***

"Eww, you don't have a shirt on!" Robert groaned when he heard Lisa's familiar and annoying voice boom in the bedroom. He rolled over in bed, frowning when he felt the empty side of Stacey's bed.

"Fuck off!" He muffled into the pillow. Lisa giggled and turned on the light and tried to grab the cover off of his warm body, "You pull that cover off, your-achoo!" He sneezed and reached for a tissue out of the pack of tissues by his bed, "Your fucking dead. No joke."

Lisa grinned, "Your sick!" She exclaimed and Robert rolled his eyes, raising his head off of the pillow, the room spinning slightly.

He glared at her, "No shit! Really? You should be a doctor you fuck-tard!" He yelled at her, his head thumping. He heard her feet hurry across the room and felt nothing until a massive breeze invaded his bed, nipping at his bare skin. Robert yelped and sat up, "What the fuck is wrong with you?" He shouted as Stacey walked into the room with a bowl in hand.

She raised an eyebrow, "What is going on in here?" Stacey asked in utter confusion.

Lisa'a head whipped up and she smiled so wide Robert thought her face would end up sticking like that, "Nothing!" She threw the large duvet back at Robert, covering his face and knocking him back down onto the bed with a grunt, "Just saying morning to my big bro!"