The Dream Team (aka The End Game)

1.

"Wake up, sleepyhead."

It was the first thing Annalise heard as she woke up. Her tired eyes were refusing to open from lack of sleep she had the night before but she could definitely feel that the side of the bed was slightly sunken due to the weight of a person. Was it her mama?

"Come on, wake up, Annalise."

Then came a delicate caress on her shoulder, which made her body shiver slightly. Finally, her eyes opened and, dazed and half awake, she looked at the person who was sitting by her side.

Long brown curls were swept over to one shoulder like soft clouds, long thin hands now holding her own hands, intertwining fingers tenderly, and big brown eyes, filled with compassion, were looking at her so gently.

"Are you a dream?" she asked, her voice was thick and husky from sleep. She couldn't help but smile heavy heartedly as a reaction to the mischievous grin on Eve's face.

"I don't think I would be this much dressed if I were a dream."

"Oh, stop!" Annalise half protested half smirked, wrestling with her comforter, struggling to get out of the bed.

Eve moved over and they finally were sitting side by side.

"Why are you here?" Annalise asked, serious.

Eve reached out and put her hand on Annalise's cheek. Her thumb gently grazed along her left cheek, and closing her eyes Annalise leaned into the touch.

"When I heard what happened... I couldn't stay away. I needed to come. I needed to see you're alright."

"I'm fine."

"Are you, really? Because I think you needed me, too."

"I do need you," Annalise confessed with a low voice, dropping her gaze on her lap.

"Good," Eve smiled, "because you also need a lawyer!"

"I am a lawyer!" Annalise rolled her eyes, annoyed.

Their conversation was interrupted by Annalise's Mama who cheerfully walked in the room with a tray in her hands.

"Are you girls hungry?" she asked, "Because Mama made you peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. And orange juice is very nutritious, too."

"Mama, could you please give us a minute?"

"Don't worry baby. I am just dropping this off. Then I will let you girls be. You can make as much noise as you want. I won't hear. I will be busy fixing myself a bed in the other room."

"Mama, what are you talking about?"

"Well, apparently this little pretty Evie will be sleeping in your bed with you tonight, baby." Miss Ophelia answered leaving Annalise flabbergasted. Eve couldn't help but chuckle lightly to herself.

"Or maybe," Mama continued mischievously, "she won't be sleeping at all!"

"MAMA, STOP! Leave us alone, please!" Annalise was stunned.

"Alright alright..." with that, Miss Ophelia walked out of the room with a snigger on her face.

Annalise buried her face in her hands with embarrassment.

"I'm so sorry," she exhaled.

"Oh my god!" Eve was now laughing so hard, tears were falling down her face, "What has got into her?!"

"I told her," Annalise replied, opening both hands as if stating the obvious.

"You told her what?"