Let's just say that your sleep pattern hadn't exactly been perfect lately. Your sleep pattern was all kinds of messed up, and it was all thanks to the ever so lovely nightmares that had been infiltrating your mind for the past few weeks.

You didn't want to tell your fiancé Paul because he would just worry too much, he was a deep sleeper from time to time so he didn't wake up when you woke up because of the nightmares.

You were Paul's imprint, so you knew that he would take care of you no matter what; however, when he was worried, he was worried to the max.

That evening, you had gotten into bed, whilst Paul was taking a shower. It wasn't like you were afraid to go to sleep, you were afraid of what would appear in your mind – the nightmares all had the same theme, Paul getting hurt and it ending in a fatality.

You couldn't bear for Paul to not be in your life, he meant everything to you and you loved him more than you could ever explain. That's why whenever you woke up, the first thing you would do was to check that Paul was still asleep beside you, as then you had the reassurance that he would still be there for you.

Paul walked into your shared bedroom, and got into bed next to you "You okay Babe?" Paul asked, as he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into him so your back was resting against his chest.

"Yeah, I'm fine, just tired" you answered and you felt Paul kiss the back of your head. You rested your hands on top of his, and slowly started to fall asleep.

You were later jolted awake after seeing Paul take his last breath, and whisper his love to you before dying right in front of your eyes.

You sat up in bed instantly, which meant that Paul's grip around you was broken and this caused Paul to sit up next to you.

Paul placed his hand on your shoulder, making you jump and look over to him with tear stained cheeks "Babe, why are you crying? What happened?" Paul asked, pulling you into his lap and ridding you both of the bed covers.

"I had a nightmare" you told him weakly and he wiped the tears from under your eyes.

"Do you want to tell me about it?" he asked, in a more soothing voice than before.

You looked into his eyes, and took a deep breath before nodding "Y-You died in front of me, Jane from the Volturi, she killed you" you explained, stuttering slightly at the start.

Paul gently took your hand, and placed it on his chest, right above his heart "Feel that?" he asked, referring to his heartbeat, and you nodded "My heart is still beating, I am still alive and I will never ever leave you in this world alone" he admitted to you, in a soft tone.

"My heart beats for you and you only, because you're always going to be in it" he told you, causing a small blush to appear on your cheeks.

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Written by Hannah.