Disclaimer: I don't own Steven Universe

Hey everyone, so this was just an idea that popped into my head and I hope you like it. I know Over the Garden Wall ans Steven Universe have different animation styles, but the opportunity was too good to pass up. This was also inspired by a post I saw on Tumblr...so yeah..enjoy

Darkness...there was nothing but darkness...

The cold winds were blowing all around him, and the forest looked sinister...his eyes widened, when he heard the creaking and groaning of wood as something crept up behind him. Greg turned around and screamed, as two large arms that looked like branches reached for him and the musician ran for his life. He cried out, as they grabbed his hair and yanked him back, when vines wrapped themselves around him and the branches had him in an iron grip. He gasped, as two bright eyes looked at him from the darkness...he recognised those eyes...the eyes that had haunted him since he was five years old. The Beast chuckled, as it had advanced towards him while he tried to get out of the branches and vines holding him there.

" No way, the Woodsman..he..he took you down! He blew out the lantern and got rid of you!" Exclaimed Greg as the Beast was a few feet from his face.

"Did you think I would forget the one child who escaped my grasp?" Said the Beast, placing his hand on the top of Greg's head. "Big brother won't come to your rescue this time Greg...you're on your own."

Greg's eyes widened, as the beast drew ever nearer...all he saw was the blinding white light and sounds of roaring rang in his ear. Someone shook him and he awoke with a gasp and in a cold sweat. The doors were open, and there was Rose..in all her lovely pink haired glory, looking concerned for him.

"Greg I heard you screaming...is everything alright?" Asked Rose worriedly. Greg sighed and looked into her warm eyes, dare he tell her about what happened all those years ago? After all, even if Rose was a beautiful alien, who'd been alive for centuries and fought in a war to save earth from her homeworld..he figured even she would have a hard time buying his story. He sighed, and hugged his knees close to his chest...she gently placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Please tell me." She pleaded softly.

"I um...I had a bad dream about...um...something." He mumbled under his breath.

"You're going to have to speak a little louder." Said Rose, he sighed and motioned for her to sit down. Even if she wouldn't believe him, it would be nice to have it off of his chest. Rose sat down next to him, and listened as he told her about that night so many years back. She listened, not speaking a word once as he told the story of how he and his brother ended up in a place called the unknown...about a young girl named Beatrice who accidentally turned her family and herself into birds, about the girl and her aunt, about the woodsman being forced to keep an oil lamp lit because of his daughter's safety...and...about the beast that roamed the woods, claiming lost souls and turning them into trees.

"Ever since then..I saw it in my dreams...I'm in the forest, and the Beast is there...even though the Woodsman got rid of it, it came back and...and it tells me I'm alone, because Wirt isn't there to save me this time." Said Greg, and Rose knitted her brow in determination.

"Wirt may not be...but I am, Greg you are not alone because I am right here by your side...if this Beast wants you, then it will have to go through me to get to you." Said Rose. Greg immediately looked up at her, he felt the tears welling up in his eyes. He'd been expecting something different...he'd been expecting her to chastise him, maybe to even not believe him or abandon him...for her to think of him as a coward...not that. He wrapped his arms around Rose in a tight hug and buried his face in her shoulder. Rose hugged him tightly, and held him as she lightly rubbed his back. Her gaze then flitted out into the distance, as if daring anyone to try to take Greg away from her..especially some Beast.

Days Later

Rose looked at Greg through the window of the van and saw him shivering while he clung the blanket. She wished there was something she could do..he'd been having these terrible dreams for nights, and the bags around his eyes were so dark...unless...her room could do many things..it could give her anything she wanted..so what if...immediately she rushed back to the temple back to her room. There in the pink fluffy clouds, she closed her eyes. This was a longshot and infact, she wasn't even sure if this could work or not...but she had to try...she had to get rid of the beast that was haunting her love's dreams. She thought of Greg...asleep and she willed herself into his mind...she opened her eyes and gasped at the dark forest and the cold air blowing through the leaves.

"Rose?"

The pink haired gem turned and she saw Greg in the vines infront of him was some beast.

"Rose run!" Yelled Greg, immediately the Beast whirled around and Rose pulled out her shield and sword.

"Get. Away. From. Him." She demanded through gritted teeth.

"And who is this radiant creature?" Said the Beast turning to Greg curiously.

"SH-she...uh...she...Rose run! get out of here!"

"I am Rose Quartz, the leader of the Crystal Gems and I will not let you hurt Greg or anyone else ever again." Said Rose, ignoring Greg and glaring at the was stunned by the intensity in her voice. She ran at him, jumping over the beast, who looked back at her and she slashed the branches holding Greg captive before standing infront of him her sword pointed at the Beast. The Beast made the branches reach for Rose, and laughed as she tried to cut them with her sword when a few wrapped themselves around her body.

"You see Greg, this is what happens when people try to protect you...your brother almost died, and now this woman will die as well." Said the Beast as the vines restrained Rose. He went to place his hand on her gem...when he stopped, as something felt..off..there was only this woman and Greg, so why was he sensing three souls here? One was Greg's..the other was one that was not quite human, and infact seemed to be tied to that strange gem on the woman's stomach...He placed a hand on her stomach, and the third soul intensified.

"What is this?" He replied in confusion.

Greg immediately grabbed a large branch and wakked the beast with it, getting infront of Rose. The Beast stood and looked at him with those intense glowing eyes.

"Congratulations Greg...you and your friend must be so pleased with yourselves, she is with child." Said The Beast, and immediately Rose and Greg were left stunned. They looked at each other, before their eyes immediately went to Rose's stomach. Greg gently placed a hand on her stomach...was what it said true? was Rose really pregnant, as the beast laughed and made the vines around Rose squeeze a bit tighter.

"No matter..I will have all of your souls...and I will delight in taking the child right before your eyes. "Said the Beast. Greg ran at the Beast and began slamming the branch against him in an effort to save his family. Rose closed her eyes and made the vines stop, she glared at the beast who smacked the branch out of Greg's hands and held him up by the throat. She went over and stabbed it making it cry out in pain, letting go of Greg it slithered off into the shadows. Greg and Rose immediately embraced.

"How did you get here?" He asked.

"My room...I knew it could do whatever I wished, so I made it take me into your dreams...this is the first time I've done this, so I'm not sure how long this will last. Greg...are you alright?" Asked Rose, he smiled and kissed her lips.

"Now I am." Said Greg, when Rose began to disappear into a cloud of pink smoke. The rockstar woke up, and he smiled as Rose appeared after a few minutes. She opened the van doors and sat down beside him. He gently placed a hand on her stomach as did she, and the two looked at each other.

Present Day

Greg sat down, playing his guitar and smiling softly as Steven was asleep after having told him the story of how he'd met his mother...now including Marty. He gasped, when a shadow wizzed by the window, and he looked out but there was no one there. He sighed and shook his head...maybe it was just his overactive imagination getting to him. He went back to playing on his guitar as Steven slept. Outside, near a tree...the Beast looked at the van...it knew that Greg was unassuming, having left him alone ever since that day when the pink haired woman had injured him. Now however..now he was healed...and he wanted the child. The son of the boy who got away and the woman who dared to raise a blade to him. Still..he was patient.

He would have the child soon