On the Edge

Chapter 13

I woke up in the middle of the night for absolutely no reason and I cursed myself for waking up. I was having a good dream about James and I wanted to continue. I sighed and I noticed I was parched. I got up and winced at the bruises I got from tackling Nora. I went to the kitchen on the same floor and had a few cups of water. As I was going back to my room there was muttering and labored breathing from James's room. I knocked on the door and he didn't answer

" James?". I connected with his mind and looked at his thoughts and  winced when I saw he was having a dream about being tortured. I tried opening the door and it was locked. I heard his muttering was getting louder. His dream was getting worse.I shook the knob but it didn't work. I got frustrated and then a thought popped into my head. What if I tried teleportation or whatever Loki does. I closed my eyes and concentrated. I visualized his room and willed myself to get there and after a few moment I was in the room and instead of the gold and green light that surrounded Loki when he did it, it was a blue purple colour. My victory was short lived when I remembered James. He was tossing and turning in bed muttering ferociously and sweating like crazy. Without thinking I went up to him and started to shake him awake. After a few moments of shaking his eyes quickly opened and darkened. He punched me,catching me off guard and he quickly got up and slammed me into the wall,his hands around my throat. He started to spew Russian.

" Кто вы и каковы ваши намерения?" (Who are you and what are your intentions?)

" Послала ли Гидра?"(Did Hydra send you?)

" Ответь мне, или ты умрешь" (Answer me or you will die) His hands started to squeeze tighter making it harder to breath. I physically couldn't match him and I didn't want to hurt him with my powers. I entered his mind again and grimaced at his thoughts but I didn't back out, instead I shared good memories. I thought about our first kiss, our date and then our make out session. With each good memory his grip loosened a bit less and his eyes grew less dark. I pushed one last memory about Steve. His eyes widened and he suddenly let go and I dropped to the ground in a heap. I coughed and was gasping to get my breath back. That was going to leave a mark

" Oh my god" whispered James's and he looked horrified. He sat back on his bed and his hands started shaking. I took a moment to gather myself and stood up. I sat beside him on the bed and he shied away from me

" Don't touch me I'm dangerous" he said softly. I chuckled and he looked at me in confusion

" So am I and so is everyone in this goddamn tower. This doesn't scare me, I've been through worse" I said firmly. His intense blue eyes was staring at me

" But I could have killed you" he said

" But you didn't" I cut him off. He took a breath and looked away

" Do you have nightmares often?" I asked.

" Almost every night" he said so softly I barely heard it. I embraced him and he started to cry a little.

" I don't know what to do, you think it would get better after a while" he said through breaths. My heart broke and I started rubbing his back letting him cry. I had an idea

" Jarvis inform me anytime you think James's is going to have a nightmare or is having one" I said.

" Yes Esme" he replied.

" You can't be there every time" he started to argue

" Well I can try". I gave him a quick kiss and started to leave. He grabbed my hands

" Don't go" he pleaded. I smiled and joined him on the bed. We faced each other, his eyes were a bit puffy from crying

" Why were you awake, were you having a nightmare?".