“NO!” Robin screamed as he awoke.
Becca stirred beside him and woke up.
“Robin! What's wrong?”
Instead of answering, Robin brought her into a long, passionate kiss. Becca responded instantly and then pulled away.
“What's wrong?” she asked again.
“Nightmare.”
“Aww! What about?”
“You...died! I couldn't do anything! I thought I lost you!”
Becca went into his embrace. Never had she seen him look so lost, so weak and helpless. She soothed his hair as he cried into her neck, hugging her tightly.
“Shh. It's okay. I'm right here. I'm alive. No matter what. I'm right here.”
Robin stopped his crying. He gave her another long kiss and fell back onto the bed, holding her close. Becca snuggled closer to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. She closed her eyes as he slowly fell back into sleep, still keeping a tight hold on her. Becca smiled and pulled a black rose from her pocket. She sniffed it and smiled again.
“Silly Robin. It was no dream,” she whispered. “I almost died that day. But a sudden wave of magic kept us together. tu see, this bod flor is not ordinary. It's magic is unique and activates on love. I was carrying one that day. Had it in my pocket.” Becca placed the flor on the nightstand, cuddling back with Robin. “You loved me so much and wanted me to live so desperately that it allowed it's magic to heal me. And here we are know. Thank tu love. Without tu I'd be lost. I'd never be here now. Thanks for loving me. And thank tu for believing in me. And to think. I never would have been here had it not been for that black rose.”