A/N: First attempt of a days fan fic please dont be too brutal

 

 

 

Plot: Hope wakes up from a nightmare…..

Hope woke up with a start and looked around her Victorian style house. She sat up slowly and took the blanket off her belly swollen with child. She rubbed her belly thinking back to the very odd dream she just had. She sighed in relief as she realized the child was still safely tucked in her belly.

She closed her eyes a moment and laid her head against the couch thinking about the dream and only the dream. She prayed it would not come true no one in t heir right mind would come in and hurt her and take her child. She took out her journal and started to write about the dream.

It was late and she was alone in the house. Bo was not home after she told him to go out and spend time with the boys. She did what she normally did, locking up and making sure that everything was secure. Going to bed she take down the covers and stop as she hear a noise. she call out thinking it maybe my husband getting home but she was mistaken. Shaking my head she climb into bed and pull the covers up closing my eyes for tonight's rest.

Waking up suddenly she notice there is someone in the room and look around, because it is dark she couldnt see. she feel a hand on my leg and she try and fight but she cannot because the man has a knife to my throat. The wrong move and she am sure to die. she was a cop. she knew how to handle these situations. But how can she now, when it is her life hanging in the balance. It is also her child's life, her life, that has not even been lived yet. she plead with the masked man, she plead for my child's life and hers. she offered money jewelry anything if he did not hurt them. she then think was it a man or was it a woman she didn't know. she did not know who it was. Who wanted to take her child away from her? she should know. she want to know.

she begin to fight wrestling the knife the person had to my throat. she hold onto his wrist and pull down hoping he would drop it. she noticed a tattoo on his wrist and she gasp as we struggle for control. she then reach for his mask wanting to see his face. she know this man and she wanted to see his face, the face of a killer. she struggle and manage to take off his mask and she looked at the man, the monster who wanted her child and she scream. she scream out the mans name for all to hear…….Larry Welch.

she put the journal down and smile as she hears the key unlock the door and revealed her husband. she does not tell him about the dream she has been having . Not wanting to worry him if it is just a dream. In reality Larry Welch is dead and buried, That is what she have been told by many. Does she now believe that to be true herself? she never actually saw the coffin nor did she see the body itself. After this dream she had, its starting to become obvious that Larry is not dead but very much alive..