Steve actually managed to stay asleep for a few hours. It was nearly 1am when the nightmare started. He shifted just a little in his sleep, not enough to wake Lillian. But then it started to get worse. He rolled over to his other side, back to Lil and shook his head a bit. It was almost an instant after that that he sat upright in bed, eyes daring around the room, covered in sweat and panting heavily. The panting soon turned into wheezing and he reached over to the nightstand, taking a hit off his inhaler before he lay back down against the pillow and closed his eyes.