Jessica

Hannah had fallen asleep against Remondin after her emotional outburst, which left the man in a bit of a pinch. He held the tiny girl in his palms, simply just looking at her. In her sleep, she looked so small and helpless. It made him want to tuck her away somewhere safe where nothing could hurt her ever.

But first, he had to find a place for her to sleep. For the time being Remondin supposed, he could put her on the bed, but that would have to change later that night. It was too dangerous for her. So with gentle hands, he transferred the sleeping girl to his pillow and slowly got up as to no jostle her. He stood, and with quiet and quick steps he left the room, shutting the door behind him with an explosive breath.

"Is everything all right, sire?"

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Her nightmare had become even worse. Not only had she been plucked up from the bed against her will, but now Hannah was in the pocket of an angry giant. She panted in fear, trapped in the dark, hot world, the cloth around her muffling the world around her. With each step he took she bumped against his thigh and cringed every time.

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"Why hasn't she woken yet?"

Susan? Hannah heard the woman's voice, but it was so far away yet so loud. She tried to open her eyes, but the darkness was on her again, swallowing her.

"I'm worried. She hasn't changed. She's still the same."

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It was raining. Maybe that was why Hannah lay in her bed, sweat covered from another nightmare that plagued her, brought on by the weather. As soon as she'd felt the memories start to trickle in, she tried forcing herself awake. And it worked, but only after she relived the worst day of her life. The rain always brought back those memories whether she liked it or not.

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