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CHAMBERS, samara b. (tracelines) wrote in pandorarpg,

His voice was calm again, soothing even, but she didn't know if she was ready for this. To fall back into him and lean on him for comfort when so far all she seemed to be getting was anything but. How could she be certain he'd be what she needed when he kept turning the tables on her? Maybe this was what she had been referring to when she said she felt alone this past week because she knew that she had felt it, she just didn't know how to describe it. When something like this came up, it was going to always be Eli with his research instead of Eli with his family but they were in real danger here, something she hadn't really even stopped to consider yet because she'd been so busy thinking about how they might be a danger their son. The people having nightmares were being murdered which meant that they could be next at anytime and if they were both having the dreams, Jason would be without a mother or a father when this was all over.

She didn't rightly know how to answer him and that scared her because everything between them up to this point had always been certain—it had been a constant. If they were to lose that, what else would they have? "I don't know, Eli," she replied finally, her voice quiet. Normally she would reach out to him but she couldn't bring herself to do it, so she just stayed where she was and hugged herself instead. Samara looked him in the face and the tears fell more freely as she made eye contact with him. "I don't understand why you would want to hurt me like that. You have never done before."