I woke up with a gasp; the last bits of my dream leaving as the sleep cleared from my eyes.

Logan rushed over to my side from where he was sitting at the desk and he pulled me into his arms. I buried my face into his neck and breathed in his warm and familiar scent.

'What's wrong?" he asked and when I didn't respond he lifted my chin so I was staring at him, 'Are you okay?"

'Yes, I think so." I worked on calming my racing heart, 'I don't know."

'Was it a ...