Lucien stayed fast asleep, for at least four hours. But after those four hours passed, he had abruptly woke up, but didn't sit up, didn't make barely a sound, besides his now trembling breathing. Beneath the blankets he had curled into a ball. And he was crying, tears silently rolling down his cheeks. It wasn't usual for him to cry, so he didn't want to wake up Bella, immediately realizing she was at the edge of the bed and asleep on the floor. He quickly wiped at his eyes though, and slowly was getting the tears to stopped. He hated the nightmares he constantly got, and wished for them to go away... But they always came anyways, one way or another.