The Dream
You had a dream that you were in Sebastian's bed in the middle of the night laying on your back, him asleep next to you, facing you and holding your hand closest to him between you both on the mattress. You noticed something felt different, foreign.
You then you spread both your hands over your belly. It was firm and bigger than usual. You felt a thump against your hand and it jolted you in surprise slightly. You not only felt the kick, but you could now feel the presence of your baby- yours and Sebastian's baby, in your entire being. A wave of joy consumed you as you affectionately rubbed your belly for a moment.
You heard a shuffling in the corner of the dark room. It made you jump, desperately trying to see in the dark, your eyes wide. You could start to make out against the nearly non-exsistent light coming from the window... a whispy black smoke emerging and growing from the corner where the sound came from.
Your heart started pounding as you reached over, trying to be covert, and shook Sebastian a bit. "Seb...", you whimpered softly, trying not to draw this mist's attention to you. Sebastian just groaned quietly.
It moved and expanded more swiftly now and you could tell it's path was going straight to you.
"Seb!", you squeaked out, barely above a whisper. He just groaned again.
The mist came to you in a snap now. You could feel it over you, it's weight pressing against your belly and legs. It seemed so bizarre that a mist had weight and even though it didn't have hands, it pinned your wrists to the bed.
"No... No..." You huffed out in fear, whimpering, struggling in vain. Sebastian didn't stir at all, he slept soundly next to you as you started feeling a strong pull in your belly yanking downward, towards the opening between your legs. "NO!" You felt a searing pain in your stomach and you cried out at the torturous burning, "AAAAAHHHHHAHAHAHA!!!"
You pleaded in distress, "Sebastian, please! Please, wake up!" You sobbed, panic and torment taking over as he still slept.
Then there was a violent pull which made you shout in agony. The weight was gone, the mist sucked back into the corner as you heard an infant crying. And then it was gone, everything quiet. You felt a woeful emptiness inside, your belly normal again. You growled out the most heart breaking and pitiful cry, "NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" Your eyes squeezed shut.
You were suddenly being touched by unseen hands and heard a low rumble of a voice that sounded like you were underwater, saying something you couldn't understand.
You started to struggle against the unwelcome touches trying to contain you. They were grabbing at your wrists, your arms, burning your skin as you used all your strength to wrench free from each grasp. Then they were wrapping around you entirely.
You flailed and kicked, then your fist came into contact with something as hard as concrete and you heard a yell, "Fuck!"
You're eyes snapped open as you still struggled in the dark. "No! No! Sebastian, help me!" You were being restrained tightly and moving was getting more and more difficult.
Sebastian's voice barked out, "(Y/N), STOP!"
Though it was a shout, which you weren't accustomed to hearing from him, you still recognized his voice and it snapped you out of the horrific yarn your mind was spinning out. You were panting heavily.
He had scrambled to kneel next to you when you started crying out so he could wake you, trying to pull you up to his chest to hold you tight and quell your thrashing.
His voice was rumbling in his chest now as he stroked your hair and cooed in the dark, "It's okay, baby. I'm here. You're safe. I've got you. You just had a bad dream.", he kissed your head and rested his cheek there. "I've got you."
You started sobbing uncontrollably, squeaking out, "Our baby. It took our baby... Right out of me." You sobbed harder against his bare skin.
He squeezed his eyes shut and sighed in tortured sympathy, "Oh, honey. I'm so sorry. Shhhh, it's okay. It was just a dream."
He held you until your crying quieted, your breath hitching every few intakes of air. He reached over and turned on the dim bedsidep lamp.
You sniffed, then spoke, "I fuckin' hate dreams like that. The ones that rip your heart out, turn you into a blubbering puddle of hurt."
"I know. I'm so sorry.", he kissed your head again. "You wanna try to go back to sleep?"
"No.", you sniffed again. "I'm too scared." You paused for a moment, recalling one detail tucked into all the chaos of your dream. You pulled your head back, your face quizzical, "I punched something. Something really hard. My hand kinda hurts."
Sebastian scoffed out a quiet laugh, "That was my jaw, baby."
You shifted up to kneel, then sat back on your feet, "Oh, honey." You cupped his jaw in your hands gingerly as he hissed at your touch, holding his own hand over yours on the side he took the hit. You winced, "Ooh. God. I'm so sorry." You moved your hands and kissed his cheek. "Now I know how you felt when you elbowed me."
"Right?!", his eyebrows up, wrinkling his forehead. He then took both your hands in his, stroking your knuckles with his thumbs, "It's okay, baby." He opened his jaw and rolled it around a bit, trying to relieve some of the throbbing. "You've got a mean right hook, miss." He kissed your aching knuckles lightly. "Proud of you."
You cringed, "I'm so sorry, honey."
He chortled, "It's really okay, doll. You were terrified." He gently pulled you closer with a hand at the back of your neck to kiss your forehead. "Now let's go get us both some ice."