Vincent seemed to really be fighting with whatever was terrorizing his sleep, his nails having tried to dig into Hunter's skin and the sheets for a moment. Something clearly was wrong when his eyes opened wide while his body jumped at being awoken. His eyes were pitch black while his expression scared before they returned to his normal greens. His eyes started to cry then as he looked at Hunter, trying to catch his breath while hanging onto Hunter as if his life depended on it. His whole body was shaking, the witch out of the nightmare but the fear still there.
"He-he, Octavian...he won't leave me alone! He still haunts my sleep...he made me...made me kill you..."
His thoughts sounded jumbled and scared as he almost had a hold meant to shield the wolf. He thought he had blocked this from happening, that the demon was gone...

He looked at the witch with sad eyes when the other finally woke up and had this incredibly upset expression in his eyes. He held Vincent in his arms, trying to soothe the others worries. He hated that Octavian still haunted Vincent, even after they killed the demon. "Shhh....its fine....your safe now...nothing can hurt you." He said softly.

He knew the dangers that Vincent faced, especially with choosing his alignment. He could go over to the dark side, but Hunter wouldn't let Vincent just join the darkness that easily and he proved it when he faced the trail.

Vincent was just a sobbing mess, clinging to Hunterwith all his might. He wanted to believe nothing could hurt him, but he was starting to grow more afraid of him hurting others. These nightmares were starting to feel too real, too painful for him to keep pushing away until points like this. He was trying to get his tears to stop. His eyes were closed as he rested his head against Hunter's chest, finding the other's even heartbeat calming in some form.
"I know I you keep saying that...but it feels like he's still here, attached to me or something...the nightmares are getting worse Hunter...I don't know what to do..."
He seemed so scared and unsure of things, but he wanted to keep the wolf as his constant. He needed to fight this somehow.

Truth be told he didn't know what to do either. he just held Vincent in his arms and try to console his love. It pained him that Vincent was still scared of Octavian, but there wasn't much he could do. He gently stroked the witches curls. He wondered how he could get Vincents mind of this. He gently tilt Vincents head up and kissed him, running his hand down the witches sides and down his back. He didn't know of going down this route was the best thing, but maybe he could get Vincents mine of things.

Vincent just kept close, finding comfort in having fingers run through his curls. He stayed laying where he was, unaware of the heartbreak feeling he was putting hunter through. He didn't open his eyes by much when his head was tilted up, still seeming rather upset. He melted into the kiss slightly, but was uncomfortable with his back and sides being touched. He gave a little push with his hands then, looking away how he would when he felt afraid and ashamed.
"I...I don't know what's wrong with me...I'm not evil like he wants me to be..."
He hid his face again, gloom seeming to hang over him at the moment, wanting to sleep and hope there wasn't another nightmare waiting for him. He didn't like being like this. He would rather let Hunter cuddle and touch him to his heart's content but he just couldn't shake the terror of darkness in his mind.

He stopped when he.felt alittle push and.heard.what Vincent had.said. He just held the other. "Maybe we should call you're sister, I don't know what to do......seems me comforting you isn't working." He says. Sometimes he wished that he read a witch, that way he could figure things out with Vincent without seeking help and if he were a werewitch, then he could protect his love better. He honestly didn't know what he could do to make things right.again. He blamed himself for this happening, he should have just went top Dahlia before he just walked away from Vincent. If he had.done that then none of this would have happened to.Vincent.

Vincent snuggled close, like being held close was what would keep the both of them safe. He listened to what hunter said, looking up at the mention of his sister. He seemed to try to hide away again, burying his face in the crook of Hunt's neck.
"I'll tell her when I see her...I need to get home soon anyways, still have school..."
He didn't seem to want to move just yet, seeming to find a bit of comfort in the wolf's hold but not enough to get him to smile just yet. It could be him skipping out on his medications lately. One of them must have something to do with his magic. Maybe he should have kept taking the potion that weakened his magic.

He sat up some and kept his arms around Vincent. He only modded and kissed the witchs hair."I can take you home now if you want....maybe you need to take your medicine, have you skipped on it?" He asked. He would have to ask Dahlia on Vincents medication. If he were to marry Vincent one say, then he needed to learn how to make his medicine and things like that. He looked down at his love. He went to school as well and of course always protected Vincent from any bullies

Vincent looked away at being asked if he had been keeping up with his medications. He felt guilty on the matter and honestly didn't think it would make much effect since he was feeling better. He was clearly hesitant to answer.
"I've skipped a few of them...I still take the pills, but those potions...I found out what they're for and I can't stand them..."
Vincent didn't understand why his magic had to be weakened. He could understand when he was younger with how weak his body was, but his body was becoming stronger now. It still hadnt crossed his mind that with how powerful and raw his magic was that it could corrupt him or hurt him beyond help.

He sigh at the answer he got and pinched the bridge between his eyes. "I swear Vincent your going to be the death of me." He whispered softly and shook his head. He didn't know what he was going to do about the witch. He skipped his medication which was a bad idea in the first place. He looked down at the witch and got up them, pulling Vincent to his feet."I'm taking you home, get dressed." He said, going to the bathroom and splashed some water in his face.

Vincent couldn't help his guilty expression then, not sure what to say further. He had heard what was whispered under hunter' breath, feeling bad about Thai all now. He knew he could be a handful these days but he honestly was trying to prove he didn't need those potions. This string of nightmares seemed to be proving him wrong though. He didn't make a sound being helped up, putting on the rest of his clothes again. He should have known this would upset someone, but he just wanted to be stronger and less dependent on medications. He grabbed his crutches, already starting to make his way out the room and towards the door. He felt there would be scolding for sure from Dahlia at this point, not sure what to think.

He got dressed as well and grabbed his keys from the bowl he had set on the kitchen table. He walked to the door with Vincent, holding it open for him before locking it behind him. He headed to Dahlias house, not saying a word till they got there and pulled up infront of the shop. He knew Dahlia was in there, but wondered if she realized that Vincent hadn't been taking all his medication.

"Your not superman Vincent, there are things that I couldn't do and I know my limit." He said.

Vincent kept his eyes to the floor for the most part. He got in the car without a word, not sure what to do. He thought I had been best for him, that he would be okay. He looked up with guilty green eyes at Hunter's words, starting to feel like a real idiot.
"I just thought since I had my alignment I no longer needed to have my magic suppressed like that with those potions...I guess because of my alignment I can never stop taking them..."
Vincent didn't know what else to say on the matter. He hated just seeming so weak and sickly. It just wasn't a hindrance he wanted to deal with anymore.

He sigh softly at Vincents words. "Take it one step at a time Vincent.....I don't want you to fall over or get sick again because you think you can handle it." He said softly and leaned over, giving Vincent a kiss. He didn't like to treat Vincent like he was a fragile thing, but Vincent needed to know his limits and if need be, Hunter would make Vincent realized it.

Hunter now turned the car off, opening the door for Vincent and walked inside with Vincent. He was going to have to tell Dahlia that Vincent had been skipping his medication.

Vincent only nodded, getting out of the car carefully. He knew dahlia would be quite upset with him, not really wanting to face it. He let the door be opened, seeing that dahlia was working on some sort of clothing in the middle of the store. She looked up and gave a big grin at them.
"oh there's the lovely little love birds! Let me see that ring now vivi."
She wasn't seeming to register that Vincent had done something stupid. The younger witch could only give a small smile while letting his sister see his engagement ring.