Angel was awakened by Buffy's thrashing.

She must be having a nightmare he thought to himself as he shook her gently.

"Buffy..." he shook her a little harder. "Buffy, wake up!"

Her eyes shot open and she collapsed in his arms.

"Angel...." she mumbled. "I-I was having a dream..."

"A nightmare?" he asked timidly.

She nodded. "I don't even remember what it was about, I just remember being so scared..."

Usually he would say, "It was just a dream." but Buffy's dreams were different. She was the Slayer, her dreams weren't just dreams part of the imagination. Her dreams could come true.

Finally he found his voice, "You don't remember anything?"

"No." she shook her head. "Except for being alone... and scared. It was the worst feeling.."

Angel knew that feeling. To feel alone, to be alone. It was the worst feeling.

"Shhhh.." he held her tighter. "You're not alone, see I'm here with you." he pulled away and looked into her eyes.

She smiled weakly.

"How are you feeling?" he asked, brushing a piece of stray hair off of her forehead.

"Oogey."

"Oogey?" he raised his eyebrows. "I'm guessing that means something not good."

Buffy smiled. "I still feel sick."

"You should go back to sleep, get your strength back." he said seriously.

She yawned, "I am tired..... But I don't want to have that dream again."

Angel took her in his arms. "Don't worry, I'll be here if you need me."

Buffy smiled as she drifted off to sleep, knowing that with Angel there she would be safe.

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