Reyes house, Late Night, Christmas Eve, El Paso Texas

[heromaniac]

The nightmare started out as the usual kind: Momoko walking down the streets of the city, any city, every city... except everyone is gone and all over the city streets are scrawls in paint, blood, or ash, "Where are you Blossom?" "Why did you leave?" "Save us" "We are dying" and more. She sees tattered clothes on lines, drapes fluttering through

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[weldedtomyspine]

"It's not," a soft voice said from the doorway. Jaime was leaning against the doorjamb. Who knew how long he'd been standing there?

[heromaniac]

Momoko started at the sudden reply, then turned to give him an embarrassed smile. "Well. The only thing better than a gift in a big box is one in a small box."

"Did I wake you?" She patted the seat next to her.

[weldedtomyspine]

"You should have," Jaime answered, walking slowly over to sit next to her and settle an arm across her shoulders. "Khaji'Da said you had elevated stress levels."

[heromaniac]

"Nightmares, Khaji'Da, but thank you for telling him." She leaned into Jaime. "I wanted to, but I wasn't sure that knocking on your door wouldn't wake anyone else."