"Willow!" Lulu shouted, slapping the table next to Willow's head. 

"Ugh! Hey, what? What's going on?" Willow snapped awake. She'd been asleep with her head on the table.

 "Oh, I don't know, my best friend isn't answering my calls. And you are passed out at a table; are you hungover?" Lulu knew that was a stupid question, Willow didn't drink. But it was the best thing she could come up with.

 "No. I'm not hungover," Willow's voice was tired. Lulu could see Willow hesitating to speak but then continuing, "Bucky's been having trouble sleeping, I've tried to stay up with him."

 "Wow. Trouble sleeping as in nightmares or just insomnia?"

 Willow's voice shook slightly, "Listen, Lulu you are my best friend and I wouldn't tell this to anyone else. So if you tell anyone, I swear they'll never find your body."

 "My lips are sealed."

 " I've been dealing with Bucky's nightmares since the first day I met him. I'm used to them. He has horrible nightmares, he always has. He wakes up screaming in the middle of the night. But the last nightmare, he said he saw me die, and now he barely sleeps."

"He'll be fine Willow, just give it some time. You called me after you had that creepy dream where you knifed everyone."

"Wow Lulu, you just summed up the worst nightmare I've ever had really well."

 "Well, I try. Just remember Willow, you and Bucky love each other- which of course really grosses me out."