You started to wake a few hours later when Mycroft was out of the room. When he came back your body was still trembling from the remnants of a nightmare, but you still managed to give him the same smile that made him fall in love with you.
‘Are you alright my dear?’ he asked, sitting down next to you on the bed and taking your hand.
‘I had a nightmare,’ you replied, not meeting his eyes, but instead watched his thumb rub across the back of your hand.
‘Do you want to tell me about it?’ he asked quietly.
‘No,’ you shook you head sadly, lip quivering with the unfallen tears that had appeared in your eyes.
‘Try and go back to sleep then my love,’ Mycroft said with a sad smile and stood from the bed. You reached out and grabbed his hand quickly and when he turned to look at you, your eyes were full of panic.
‘Don’t leave me,’ you whispered shakily.
Mycroft squeezed your hand gently and sat back down on the bed, wh