I snapped my eyes open and found Ian's worried face next to me, his hands shaking my body frantically.
What I mumbled, still halfway between dream and reality.
You were having a nightmare, he explained, releasing my shoulders.
I was I shook my head, driving away the drowsy sensation, and propped myself up onto my elbows. Buffy. I saw Buffy, I said, her name ending in a whisper.
Yeah, he sighed, I heard you calling her.
I paused, looking at the dark velvet skies through the tall window across the room. How long did I sleep?
Not that much, about half an hour.