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She sighed.

"Come on boy, come on out, it's just thunder, it will go away soon. It's ok, that's it. That's it. Good boy" The last was said as the dog finally got up his courage and crawled out from under the bed. He was covered in dustbunnies. She couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of it. A huge Great Dane, who was supposed to protect her, terrified by thunder, and covered in dustbunnies. She laughed so hard that she had to sit down on the edge of the bed to keep from falling. Tom sat by her feet, looking up at her as if to say it's not so funny from down here you know! This only made Brooke laugh harder and finally Tom wandered off, probably to find another bed to hide under.

Falling back on her bed, Brooke stifled a fit of giggles. It really wasn't that funny, but it had been so long since she felt like laughing that she really didn't want to stop. Finally she rolled over and crawled under the covers, pulling them up to her chin and settling against the pillow with a content sigh. She was asleep within moments.

She was sleeping peacefully in her bed when he came into the room. Standing there looking down at her, he again marveled at her beauty. It was no wonder he chose her. He HAD to have her; she would be his, no matter what it took. Walking softly he reached the edge and sat down carefully on it. She stirred slightly, moaning in her sleep and rolling over. Her arm came to rest on his leg and he shuddered at the touch. His eyes drifted closed and his head ached back, electricity running through his body from the mere brush of her fingers. He knew he couldn't wait any longer. He reached down and brushed the hair away from her face with one hand, his other bringing the cloth towards her face. She began to stir, opening her eyes and looking at him in sleepy confusion. He pressed the cloth against he face, covering her nose and mouth and watching in satisfaction as the surprise faded from her face and her eyes drifted closed again. Tucking the cloth into his pocket, he carefully picked her up and wrapped her in a blanket. Resting her head against his shoulder, he gently rubbed his cheek against the silky softness of her hair. Gathering himself, he strode to the door and shifted her to one arm, easily holding her as he opened the door, stepped through and closed it behind him...

After he had her safely tucked away in the backseat of his car, he drove through the streets slowly and carefully, following all the traffic rules like a good citizen. The drive had never seemed so long, but he finally got her home and pulled into the garage. He waited until the door was completely shut before he opened the car door and gathered the sleeping girl into his arms...

Brooke woke from her dream with a start, her body shaking and a scream trapped in her throat. The moment passed and she realized that it was all a dream, that she was safe in her bed, and no one was going to hurt her. She looked all around the room, the full moon outside covered everything in a silvery sheen that made this seem like this was still part of the dream.

Brooke climbed out of bed and padded over to the window, her bare feet sliding silently across the wooden floors. Looking out, down onto the field of grass and flowers that passed for a backyard, she was struck by the beauty. The summer storm had passed as suddenly as it had struck, and now all the grass was covered in droplets of water. The bright luminescence of the moon seemed captured in every drop, gilding every blade in a coat of pure silver.

With a start, Brooke felt her feet carry her away from the window and down the stairs. When she got to the big old door that opened onto the front porch, she hesitated for a moment, but something outside seemed to be calling to her, demanding that she open the door and come outside. Finally she wrenched back the lock and slipped out the door, not quite closing it all the way.

She expected the grass to be cold underfoot, but she was pleasantly surprised when it was almost warm to her feet.