Chapter 43

I snapped my eyes open and found Ian's worried face next to me, his hands shaking my body frantically.

“What…” I mumbled, still halfway between dream and reality.

“You were having a nightmare,” he explained, releasing my shoulders.

“I was…” I shook my head, driving away the drowsy sensation, and propped myself up onto my elbows. “Buffy. I saw Buffy,” I said, her name ending in a whisper.

“Yeah,” he sighed, “I heard you calling her.”

I paused, looking at the dark velvet skies through the tall window across the room. “How long did I sleep?”

“Not that much, about half an hour.”