Mount Olympus

Rayah

A storm comes and lightning strikes, making me have nightmares.

I'm running, and running, and running...BAM!

I breath violently, tightning my grip around myself, hating the storms.

Jace

It starts storming and she stirs in her sleep, product of a nightmare. Hoping I could calm her, I slip in beside her without waking her and wrap my arms around her, lightly kissing her forehead.

"S'alright, Rayah," I whisper, "You're safe. It's just a storm. You're fine."

Rayah

His voice somehow soothes me and I huff to even my breathing, keeping both hand tight around my stomach. I start to have the feeling and stir again, tighting my grip. I am not going to. Nope. I'm fine. Not going to start again.

Jace

She stirs again and I loosen my grip, watching her. Her arms tighten around her stomach and I sigh, knowing that she's either in pain or nausea. And that there's nothing I can do about it...

Rayah

I sigh, relaxing, and slip back into peacefull sleep, tooning out the storm as I loosen my grip on myself.

Jace

I watch her, hating how there's nothing I can do.

Rayah

I wake about thirty minutes later, finding Jace next to me. I flash a smile before running my fingers over my stomach like it was some prize.

This might not turn out to be half bad...

Jace

Rayah wakes and I flash a smile at her, setting my hands over hers, "You okay?"

Rayah

I nod before I realize something. "We..." I sit up. "We need to hit school," I sighed, gathering my books together.

Jace

I stop her, "Ray, it's just after midnight. We've got a little while."

Rayah

I sigh. "School starts at three in the morning remember?" I chuckle, amazingly hungry at this point. "I need to eat, Jay," I say. "I know the hunger is just a side effect, but I need to, like, now."

Jace

I flash a smile at her and sigh, "Get on my back and I'll carry you to the kitchen."

Rayah

I giggle and smile, jumping on his back while wrapping my arms around his neck as he holds my legs aroound him like a piggy back ride.

Jace

I smile at her and head out the door, "Don't hit your head on anything, baby. That would be bad."

Rayah

I chuckle at him. "When is it ever good someone hits their head?" I tighten my grip.