His body is trashing around in bed, a whimper escaping his lips from a nightmare. "No. Please. He can't bed dead." The dream he is having feel so real that tears are slipping passed his closed lids. " NO. NO NO." He bolts awake screaming/sobbing."DAD."
As soon as he heard his son screaming he ran to his room. It wasn't the first time this ever happened. This used to happen a lot when Claudia died. But now it was back.And John couldn't be more worried. Without hesitation he barged into Stiles' room and headed to the bed.His arms embrassing his son he kept tightening his grip around him. "It's okay Stiles It's okay. I am here"
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