I'm the Scene; You're the Director (Kevala/Mature)

[Mischa Badoer]

Coffee...

Coffee?

Well she was starting to put the pieces together. Took long enough.... she was only human.

Now lets look at the evidence. Kevala didn't have the same glow as she once had... She seemed thinner.... what brought that to her attention was the fact she barely ate the last few days they reuninted... yeah a snack here and there.... but not a healthy amount.... a big one was the medication... She wasn't taking it... but that's what helped her blood craving... yet she didn't feel as energetic as she would have been if she were to drink it.... If she were taking the pills she was sure she would be a lot more "full" in a sense.... Now finally... she wants coffee. The girl always had night terrors... never failed once... Mischa would even be dragged into that shit from high empathetic transfer things... she could never explain it... but what's fucked up was they both shared the same bad dreams on occasion... she couldn't forget that... so yeah... she looked tired....

I'm so blind...

Here Kevala was seeking out comfort...wanting to talk about her problems... and Mischa pushed them off for the moment so they could sleep...not really putting into consideration towards Kevala's famous night terrors.....

I'm such a bitch...

"Kev.... Coffee? The girl who tweaks out from the slightest bit of sugar..... she would say as she felt her lips brush against hers. "I want you to know.... that they may be horrible.... but regardless.... they aren't real.... I'm here and won't let anything happen... I just hope that what ever it is deep inside you... sees that and doesn't need to worry anymore..."

[Kevala Badoer]

She was caught, she knew it the moment that it took Mischa a little bit longer than it should have to respond to her words. Eyes averting for a moment as she fidgeted her fingers within the sheet she currently wore and bit down upon her lower lip softly. She wasn't sure what to say at that point, or what to do...But when Mischa finally spoke up, Kev would listen once more intently, even daring to cast a somewhat timid, shy glance toward her.

She was not sure how to handle being called out on something like this. Perhaps with anyone else it would have been a no brainer, to pretend that she was fine and they were insane and just blow off what they said. But this was different, this was her .....well her wife...and she couldn't just sweep such things under the emotional rug anymore.....She wanted this marriage to work and to do that, she had to be....open, honest....trusting....

"I..."

She didn't know what to say. But she knew that she had to say something, this was not a conversation she could avoid. Was it?

No..not really.

"They feel so real to me though...and they have gotten much worse since we were together....I recently dislocated Jack's shoulder during a night terror...I..don't know if I could live with myself if I hurt you like that..."

She practically whimpered. Of all things, Mischa knew how obsessive Kevala was over her being hurt. It was one of the things they often fought about due to the extreme nature of Kev's over protectiveness. She could not handle the thought of Mischa being hurt, never could.....Which usually caused Kev a ton of worry since Mischa was so damn accident prone.

Slowly she shifted to lay her head against the other girl's shoulder, eyes being forced to stay open as she gave another soft little yawn and reached up to rub her eyes with the base of her palm.

"When I sleep these days....I am back in...in that place...With those.....men..."

She spoke softly, just above a whisper....her body seeming to react to the words by curling up more tightly against Mischa. Usually it was Kev offering some form of protective hold toward her....but right now it was she who sought that protection, that form of security...It was Kev that was the fragile one.....A strange way for her to behave, but just a show of how badly these things had been affecting her since they had been apart.

[Mischa Badoer]

Mischa knew all too well Kev didn't like the thought of harm in Mischa's way... but some day she would have to learn that shit happens.

"If staying with you during your night terrors means for a dislocated shoulder.... dislocate away... Its only a dislocated shoulder... I've had it happen to me many times... it's even gotten more and more easy to have it happen... all you have to do is pop it back in.... totally worth having you in my arms knowing that you are safe.

She let the girl snuggle into her... her arms cradling her like a child..shielding her from the demons of the dark atmosphere of this conversation.

"And Kev... I'm not saying to just cut it out and stop having these nightmares... I know it doesn't work that way... But...you have to keep telling yourself that those men... they are dead. They won't come back for you. If it makes you feel more safe... I have a loaded gun already hidden in this room."

Mischa would smile...trying to make light of the situation so it wouldn't be so dark... it was one thing she would always do... try to brighten up someone's mood no matter the extent.

[Kevala Badoer]

She would nod once more and silently listen to what was said, a small smile curling onto her lips as Mischa tried her best to make light of the situation, at least, lighten it up. If there was one thing Kev knew, it was that Mischa took everything she said to heart, even if others would think it silly or pointless.

"I have my own weapons as well....I simply worry. You know this. I cannot help myself baby..."

She shrugged and then closed her eyes, allowing the warmth of the other woman's embrace lull her into a sense of security and contentment. She felt so relaxed...so at peace...She wanted so badly to simply fall asleep, to just give in to the urge to let go.....

"It is getting harder to stay awake love.....It has been three days since I last slept...And without.....well....without my usual diet it has proven to only weaken me toward sleep all the more...."

She said this almost apologetically....Not wanting to be the one to crash on such a wonderful night due to being burnt out, but knowing she was losing her battler to stay awake....Since clearly coffee was out of the question here.

[Mischa Badoer]

"Three days? Maybe at this point its good your diet is making you tired... How 'bout this... I kick some of those evil dancing sugar plum's ass so they don't give you night terrors... you finally get the sleep you need... I will make you breakfast in the morning... by make I mean call in room service.... Then lastly... we will figure something out about your little... diet.

Mischa would give her a kiss as she closed her eyes. She was extremely tired... they were driving a lot and there was a lot of running around.... She barely got any sleep herself... probably why she hasn't noticed Kevala's sleeping pattern... but... she wanted an end to this shit... she wanted sleep and she just hoped that some day Kevala could have a good nights sleep without having to suffer another one of those thoughts...

"So... Get some sleep... and wake me up if you need anything, love."

Mischa would start to get a little more tired every second.... Sleep was sneaking up behind her like no other until next thing she knew...she was asleep...

[Kevala Badoer]

Kevala would remain silent and nod along as she was spoken to, biting her lip and glancing up toward Mischa with a somewhat timid little look in her eyes, though she didn't say anything. She wasn't going to argue, at least not now.

Instead she would smile slightly at the kiss and then snuggle in a bit closer. Kev rarely did as she was told, save for when Mischa was telling her what to do. Even Gabriel didn't have that kinda pull with her, not like this.

"Good night love...I love you."

She would speak softly before closing her eyes, another soft yawn passing her lips as she lightly twirled a bit of Mischa's hair about her finger. An idle gesture to try and lull herself into sleep, which given how exhausted she was...was not hard. A few moments later...she was out.

~Three hours later~

She had yet to roll away from Mischa, having stayed firmly pressed into her for the past few hours, the warmth and familiarity comforting to her, even as she slept. But it was not long before the nightmares began....flashes at first, images that were really random, nothing flowing together. It was just enough to make her whimper and tense up here and there....A few little shifts of her hand or her leg as she caught glimpses of her past.


Then, slowly, they started to grow more constant and more steady. They melded together, forming a single image, a single memory....Then, just like that she was back in that place, and tears began to escape through closed lids, sliding down her cheeks as she moved away from Mischa.....sweat beginning to form over her body....a gasp and then she was awake...

But not really. Her eyes were open, but her mind was still in that place....She was seeing that room in the asylum, she was hearing the sounds of that door, of those men.....

She shot up in bed, a cry escaping her as she pushed herself away from the threat her mind was creating, causing her to fall from the bed and onto the floor. Knocking the lamp off the nightstand, the glass shattering around her and across the floor....White eyes looked at phantoms of her past as she backed herself into the wall....more tears, lower lip bitten to the point of blood seeping down her chin and her knees drawing up to her chest.

Within a matter of moments, she screamed and both hands shot to either side of her head...gripping her hair...nails digging into her scalp....But yet she could not speak...she was incapable...Only able to whimper and cry...just like when she was locked away.....No notice to the cuts created on her legs or her palms from crawling across the broken glass....The blood not registering in her mind, or else she might have panicked all the more.

[Mischa Badoer]

Mischa stirred slightly as Kevala parted from her. She was in a heavy sleep so it did not really faze her.

That is until she heard the scream. Getting woken up that suddenly could scare anyone... so Mischa screamed in return jumping in bed... She now found herself dazed and in a panic as she heard glass shatter and movement on the floor. She looked on the floor to see the dark specks strewn out over the carpet... Clearly Kev had cut herself... She looked up and squinted to see through the dark as Kevala had been crouching in the corner in fear.

Mischa was worried and wanted to wake her the fuck up, but in years experience you were never to wake a sleep walker lest you scare them further more. She remembered she learned just to calmly lead them back to bed.... though Mischa was sure she would have to calmly lead her into the bathroom... no way in hell Kevala was going back to bed with shards of light bulb in her skin....

"Kevala.... It's me... Mischa...." she would say in a soothing voice as not to wake her but to sort of blend in with the dream.... "They're all gone Kev... Don't worry... I'm here now..." Mischa stepped slowly across the floor trying to avoid glass... though give it was everywhere and it was dark as shit... she wasn't doing a good job. Mischa would make small sounds to indicate there was several little stings jolting through her feet.... stepping on sharp glass always hurt more then getting a bullet in the arm...... and what hurt more than that was stepping on a leggo.

Mischa would slowly approach her so as not to startle her. "Kev? Is it alright if I lead you to the bathroom? I need to clean you up..."

[Kevala Badoer]

She was lost in her own little world, her tears streaking down her face as she trembled and tried hard to push herself back into the corner. Shaking her head as she heard the voices of the men as they came into the room. Or at least, that was what she believed to be going on.

Yet even as she sat there, lost in her own delusion, she heard something...a familiar voice. It didn't belong here...it didn't belong in this place, not around all this pain and torment. But she couldn't place it. It was distant....but it was...comforting...She was confused on what to think....on what to do so she just whimpered and buried her face deeper into her knees....blood dripping from a cut on her hand, and a few on her knees....though still she did not notice.

Then came soft little sounds of .....pain? Discomfort? That inner sense of her's starting to flare to life...Something protective wanting to come out...A slow realization starting in her mind.

Mischa...

No..not here..not in this place....

Listen to her....

She heard that voice once more and slowly she peeked her eyes upward over her knees, solid white replacing the usual icy blue shade as she spotted the girl, breaking through the delusion and into the reality of where she was.....

A question....

Though she quickly shook her head and pressed one bloody finger to her lips....Panic filling her eyes.....

"Shhh...They will hear you..."

A frantic whisper as she bit her lower lip and blinked back more tears.

For now, reality mixing with her nightmare....confused as to where she was, the darkness keeping her trapped in that area between where she was and where her mind thought she was....

"They will hurt me....they will hurt you...."

She whimpered. The idea of Mischa being hurt making her a bit on edge, though she couldn't quite place it at the moment. So, for now she would just try her best to keep her quiet. Not sure where the men had gone, but sure that they would be back. They always came back.

[Mischa Badoer]

Kevala looked up at her... still clearly dreaming for those eyes were not her own. Though luckily Kevala recognized her as such so she would be able to get close to her without alarming her. She would crouch slowly and reach out to wipe at her face. Mischa shook her head "no" in response to what Kevala had said about them hearing what was going on.

"They are gone, love.... I killed them.... With my sheer badasssary..." Mischa would smile towards Kev... it would be an attempt at showing Kevala it was all right. "This is a bad dream..... Just a bad dream. Mischa would slide her hands under Kev's arms and try to guide her to stand up.... she didn't need to loose any more blood.

If Kev had let her... she would wrap her arms around her in a protective manner as she lead her into the bathroom. "Babe... I'm turning on the light." she had to warn her...she would warn anyone who had been in the dark for so long... she would turn on the light even shielding her own eyes... she would have rather not turned it on given the situation but she really needed to see the damage.... though maybe some light will helpp rid of the dark nature her terrors were bringing forth.

[Kevala Badoer]

She tensed as Mischa drew closer. Those eyes locked on her as noted the head shake, before quickly looking around, scared that somebody was going to come in. The words making her whimper softly.

They were gone? They wouldn't be getting her again?

Something in that seemed to jog a memory she had, though honestly she didn't know what to think. Things were so clouded, so....confused inside her mind.

Feeling herself being guided upward, she would move hesitantly....Still shaking and whimpering as she felt those arms wrap around her. She was worried that this was all a trick, she was scared of what was going to happen. The darkness around her reminding her of that place and working to hold her confusion.

Though she did not protest being moved and though she was slow in her movements she did so as she was urged. At the mention of the light, she blinked a bit. She wasn't ever allowed to have light unless they let her.....another piece of the puzzle that seemed to make her question if she was really dreaming like Mischa said or if this was an elaborate way of breaking her down all the more.

But she nodded, biting her lip as she wrapped her arms about herself. Tears still apparent, easily replacing the ones that had been wiped away.

Though once the light was turned on, she would yelp in pain and quickly stumble back into the wall, the pale nature of her eyes making the light painful....whimpering as she covered her eyes with her hands and sank down onto the bathroom floor. The blood covering her hands now mixing with her tears and streaking down her face...knees bleeding and the blood streaming down her legs.

[Mischa Badoer]

FUUU-

Mischa would immediately dart towards Kev. Her hands cupped Kevala's cheeks and pressed her forehead against hers. It was always how she calmed Kevala in the passed so it was just habbit at this point.

"Shhhhh." Mischa would kiss Kevala's eyelid before returning to her "comfort spot". Her thumbs stroked her cheeks as she spoke in a soft tone. "Baby... you're sleeping... you have to wake up.... Can you wake up for me? I need to help you and I can't right now."

Hopefully easing into waking her up would be better. Man, Kev had the most fierce of sleep walks.

[Kevala Badoer]

She felt those hands cup her cheeks and felt the kisses applied to her eyes.....The soft soothing voice....the forehead against her own...slowly starting to bring her back from wherever she had gone.

Slowly but surely her eyes began to regain some form of color, not that usual vibrant blue but at least some pale semblance of it. Confusion knitting her brow as she finally realized who she was looking at and where she was....

Though how she had gotten into the bathroom was beyond her. A little bite applied to her lower lip as she swallowed down past the soreness of her throat. The feeling of tears still staining her face making her mind work to remember what had happened. But like all the times before she couldn't. Though, it didn't take long to figure out what had happened.

"N..Nightmare?"

She spoke rather softly, a bit hoarse from the strain put on her throat by the crying and the screams she undoubtedly let forth....A few moments more before she realized there was blood...the scent hitting her like a ten ton truck and a whimper escaping her.

"I...I didn't hurt you did I?"

Panic. She couldn't help it. She had yet to catch on that it was she who was bleeding and so naturally she worried for Mischa's safety, pulling back to try and give her the once over to scan for any injuries.

"I am so sorry baby...I tried not to fall asleep...I ...I just..."

She couldn't even form words, just soft, choked sobs as she slammed her head back into the wall, trying to get her mind to working right, figuring the pain would snap her out of it.