Erik tossed and turned in his sleep. He kept having the same nightmare over and over. Before him was the old hag he had shut the door on. "You really think this girl will break the spell? You stole her away from her father and kept him from her. She has every reason NOT to love you! She probably hates you!" The beast snarled at her, swiping right at her. But his hand fazed through her face as if she were a mirage. The woman let out a laugh. "Violence won't get you anywhere! There is no way you can have anyone love you! You're stuck like this forever!" As the woman laughed, her shape seemed to grow, larger, larger, until she turned into Erik's beast form. Its eyes glinted red and he opened his mouth, about to strike.<br/><br/>Erik sat up straight, gasping for breath and covered in sweat. Suddenly he grabbed his shoulder, wincing at the pain fro the movement. Feeling Belle look up at him, he glanced down at her and released a sigh. "Sorry to wake you..." he mumbled, laying back down and closing his eyes, holding her close.