Johnny lay stretched out on Christian's bed, watching over the still form. He'd been watching the chest rise and fall throughout the night, with only a few short interruptions when he'd dozed off. Each time he awoke it had been with the certainty that the previous day had been a wonderful dream that had slid down into nightmare. ( Then he'd open his eyes and see where he was and whom he was with and it would all come slamming back. )