Her brow furrowed to a sort of frightened expression and she burried her face into his chest. Something in her dream was scarring her, but unknown as to what. Her hand clenched on a handful of his shirt. She never had this dream before except that it had a familiarity to it. A memory. One that had been erased since she had been taken from her parents. In her sleep she spoke in a muffled tone. "Derrick..."