The Tour |Book Two|

Chapter Twelve

Kaitlyn's POV

I woke up and threw my arm over to Shawn's side of the bed. I didn't feel him so I opened my eyes. I looked over to the door to see Shawn entering the room. I closed my eyes for a few seconds and smiled. I opened my eyes again to see Shawn rubbing his eyes and walking to the bed. He looked me in the eyes.

"Where'd you go?" I asked, stretching.

"I was just taking care of Lizzy. Go to bed, it's 3 in the morning." Shawn kissed the back of my head and he put his arm over my waist. I cuddled closer to him and took a breath as I fell back to sleep.

I woke up to screaming babies. I ran into the room and saw a fire in the room. I gasped and tried to get to the cribs. The fire flared and I stepped back. I looked into the cribs to see the babies with their heads cut off. I screamed and I felt iron chains pulling me back.

I woke up with Shawn shaking me. I had tears on my cheeks and I was shaky. I pulled out of Shawn's grasp and ran to the twins' room. I saw them sleeping soundly and I ran a hand through my hair. I was breathing heavily as I turned around. Shawn stepped into the room with my ringing phone. I grabbed it and saw it was from Louis. I swiftly answered it and put the phone to my ear.

"Please tell me you didn't just have that dream," we said at the same time.

"You tell me first," I said. Louis explained my exact dream. I fell to the floor crying. I could hear Louis sobbing. I hung up the phone and slid it across the room. Shawn slid over to me and gave me a hug. It was a strong hug. A very strong hug. Then I figured it out. He was eavesdropping. He heard my call. I stood up and walked up to their cribs.

"That doesn't have to happen. We can s-"

"No, we can't Shawn," I yelled. "When have we ever stopped one of these?"

"Just because we haven't done something before doesn't mean we can't do it now," Shawn reassured with a soft voice. I picked up Lacee and furrowed my brow.

"Shawn... I was given these babies to take care of them-to keep them safe-because my brother believed that I could. When this happens... I won't-"

"Katie," Shawn demanded. "You were given the babies to protect them and you will. Your brother didn't believe you could take care of them, he knew you could. We all know you can. This won't happen. We will all make sure it doesn't." I turned around to look at him but I couldn't look at him in the eye. I felt tears come into my eyes. I looked down at Lacee. I couldn't do this. I set Lacee down in her crib and swiftly walked past Shawn. Shawn felt hurt. I felt sad. I didn't want to disappoint anyone. I still don't but I also don't know a way around it. I ran into my room and fell face down on my bed.

I saw Shawn come in from the corner of my eye. The bed dipped and I took a breath in. Shawn started softly playing with my hair. I flipped around and lied my head on his lap. He looked into my eyes. I looked away. He leaned down and kissed me. He pulled me up with our lips still locked. When he pulled away he looked into my eyes. I looked down for a second before looking back in Shawn's eyes. I held back the tears for about fifteen seconds. Once I started crying, Shawn pulled me into a hug. I felt safe and comforted in his arms.

"Shhh," Shawn said. "We're gonna be okay." I clenched my fist.

"Come on," I said. I got off the bed and walked over to my closet.

"Where?" Shawn asked.

"The gym." Shawn raised an eyebrow at me.

"Wouldn't you rather stay at home and watch the kids? You don't have to go just because I'm going. I feel like I'm dragging you with me." I smiled.

"Is that why we stopped going every morning?" I asked. I walked back over to the bed and sat down. Shawn nodded.

"Shawn, I want to go to the gym with you every day. I will get up at 3 o'clock in the morning to go to the gym with you. I will jog there with you. I will do anything as long as you're there with me... and it's okay. I wouldn't go jump off a bridge with you. I would be too busy saving you. Plus I can bench more than you anyway." I smirked. Shawn looked into my eyes, probably lost in thought. I took in a deep breath and turned away as water started filling my eyes. "Hurry up. I need a distraction."

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I was sitting on the couch cuddled up to Shawn. My heart dropped. I looked up at Shawn. There was a noise from upstairs. I went to stand up and run upstairs but I was paralyzed. I called out to Shawn through my brain. The babies, I thought. Shawn got up and ran upstairs. I fought the force holding me down and I pushed myself upstairs. I got upstairs and saw Shawn wolfed out and ripping someone apart. I covered my mouth. Tears came to my eyes and I slid down the wall behind me. I choked on my breath.

"Katie," I heard Shawn's voice. I felt a hand on my knee. I pushed his hand off me and glanced up at him. He was covered in blood. I looked over to the corpse in the middle of the nursery. His chest was ripped open and a heart was lying next to him with a bite taken out of it. I looked at it in horror.

I slowly stood up and walked into the nursery. Lizzy started crying and I went over to see her. Her shoulder had a cut in it. My heart dropped and I picked her up. I started crying and held her close to me. I closed my eyes and put a hand over the cut. I could only heal it enough for it to look like a scab. My eyebrows furrowed. I set Lizzy down and looked up at Shawn.

"Go... take a shower and put some clothes on. I'm taking the babies with me and going to Louis' for the night. I expect this to be cleaned up by the time I get home tomorrow." I grabbed the baby carriers and picked up Lizzy. I took her over to the changing table. I walked across the room and grabbed her a new outfit.

"Can I explain? Please?" Shawn begged.

"You can explain it to me tomorrow." I turned to look at him but stayed looking at the hardwood he was standing on. "I can't even bare to look at you right now." I started crying as the memories came back. I turned back to Lizzy and finished dressing her.

I put her in the carrier and went to get Lacee. I prepared her and put her in the second carrier. I grabbed the diaper bag and put some clothes in it. I walked out of the nursery and saw Shawn walk shamefully into the bathroom. As much as I wanted to say 'Goodbye. I love you. I'll see you tomorrow," I just walked away and out the front door.