A quick one shot dedicated to In A Rush, who isn't feeling 100% at the moment.

It was the third time this week that Shannon was woken up in the middle of the night by her girlfriend thrashing around in their bed. She rubbed her eyes and tried to read the red numbers that her alarm clock was shouting out at her. Two-fourteen am. It was way too early for her to be awake, when they had the early shift at work, and the alarm was set to go off in just a few hours. She sighed just as Stella's body relaxed into the mattress once again.

Shannon yawned heavily, brushing a small piece of hair from Stella's face to take in the now peaceful woman sleeping next to her. She was very well aware of the cause of her girlfriend's nightmares; the beginning of their week at work had brought along some rather unpleasant findings, leaving Stella more freaked than the rest of the team.

"Stella," Shannon whispered. Her hand caressed the brunette's face just a little more firmly, in hopes that the pressure would be enough to pull Stella back into the land of the living. "Stel?"

The brunette simply rolled over and continued her moaning, turning back to Shannon after only a few moments lying on her right side. The older woman was now shaking her girlfriend rather roughly, and without much success.

By twenty past two, Stella still hadn't woken up. Instead she had taken to clinging to Shannon in her unconscious state, muttering the occasional 'no' and 'please, no'. Shannon had never seen her girlfriend have such a vivid dream...unless she was involved, but from Stella's behaviour, she had a pretty good idea that it wasn't anything sexual. Or even positive for that matter.

By two-thirty, Shannon was yawning every few seconds, having not gotten much sleep throughout the week because of Stella's nightmares and their heinous shifts at work. She needed some sleep.

"Stella!"

The brunette bolted up right, breathing heavily as she blinked and tried to understand what had happened. She was at home, in bed and covered in a cold sweat. There was a hand on her back and she turned.

"You okay?" Shannon asked, in between yawns.

"Did I wake you up again?" Stella questioned, before pushing herself to lean against the bed head. "I'm sorry."

"It's alright. Are you okay?"'

"Yeah, yeah. It was just a bad dream," Stella shrugged off her girlfriend's worry. "Let's go back to sleep."

As Shannon buried herself beneath the doona, and half beneath Stella, she wondered aloud, "what was it about? The dream?"

"It was nothing." Stella moulded her body to Shannon's.

"Stella," Shannon warned. She wanted a good reason for having been woken up at two in the morning.

"It was nothing because there is no way it would ever happen."

"Stel, what was it about?"

The brunette nuzzled Shannon's neck, attempting to sooth herself back to sleep. She didn't answer the question immediately and it took a few pinches to her side before she reluctantly spoke again.

"I did something to piss off Kerry, and she started chasing me around with a chainsaw."

This has been a wicked-nachos-09 production.

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