Who: Emika and Johnny What: Snowday and bad dreams When: Monday Morning Where: Johnny's Apartment Warnings: Lowish with a sprinkling of violence
Emika stayed over because of the snow. It was a good excuse to spend more time with Johnny and they had fallen asleep while cuddling to some movie that Emika had been so tired she only vaguely remembered. She lay nested in Johnny's arm, curled up like someone who didn't get to have a lot of body warmth beside her usually and was reveling in it.
It was her dreams that betrayed her, though somehow she also knew it wasn't quite a dream. There are gunshots and she was running. Someone was shooting at her and some girl was trying to help her, it seemed. Jax, Emika seems to realize, and Emika watches as Jax kills someone who was shooting at them. Emika bent over to throw up, and does, but they can't stop and Jax is pulling her up and across the mall.
Outwardly, Emika's breathing picked up like someone having a bad dream. She stirred a little, closed eyes wincing. She makes an unpleasant murmuring sound.
Suddenly a black bruise formed around her eye and then as Jax went to shoot her with a gun - she didn't know it was a tranquilizer - she sat up with a start, breathing heavy and clutching her chest. What the hell was that?