She’s moving too fast. Interrupt her.

“Shh, it’s been a long night and they are going to start looking for us soon. You should get at least a little sleep before we go out on patrol.” You whisper to her.

“Only if you stay. You need your sleep too!”

You give her a loving smile and a nod of agreement. With a concentrated stare from Raven the crystal that had been lighting the room slowly dies until the room is left in total darkness.

“Sweet dreams my little…”

You had thought you were going to be smooth and romantic but you had forgotten to take into account the fact that very few pet names seem appropriate for someone as dark as her.

“Birdie. Call me birdie.”

“Really?” You say with surprise. First you hadn’t thought she would come up with a name so fast and second ‘birdie’ just didn’t seem to fit her.

“When I was little and the monk’s of Azarth looked after me there was one monk who I liked to spend time with more then the rest. He always told me I was too serious and solemn. I never let anyone call me anything but Raven but despite my best efforts he always called me birdie.”

“He was like a father to you wasn’t he?”

“Yes, and I haven’t told anyone that name since I left the monks so I don’t want you to go and…”

“Don’t worry,” You say as you pull her close to you, “I won’t tell anyone else, my little birdie.”

You could hear her coo as you called her by her pet name for the first time. After that everything becomes fuzzy until the sound of Raven’s communicator wakes you up.

You look around somewhat dazed as the memories of the night before slowly come back to you. When you look over at her clock you realize that the team was supposed to leave on patrol nearly 6 hours ago. They must be furious!

As you sit up to try and find Raven’s communicator you realize that Raven is still clinging to you and sound asleep. Whatever she is dreaming about must be intense to cover up the sound of the ringing.

“Raven…. Raven honey…. Wake up.” You whisper into her ear as you gently rub her shoulder.

“Umm…. I know I begged you and I’m not saying I changed my mind… It’s just that it’s my first time and I need you to promise to be gentle John.” She mumbles as you try to wake her.

“Come on my little birdie, you have to answer your communicator.” You whisper as she continues to resist waking up.

“Is that…? You want me to be Mrs. Raven Doe? Of course my answer is yes! Yes, yes, yes, a million times yes!” She blurts out just before she wakes up.

“What is that noise? It sounds like… oh! What time is… oh!” She yelps as she realizes what has been going on, “How long has that been going off?”

“I don’t know, I just woke up a moment ago and I’ve been trying to wake you.”

“Oh, I’m sorry I sleep rather deeply sometimes. I was having the most wonderful dreams. I…” She begins to tell you before her face turns red with embarrassment, “I didn’t talk in my sleep did I?”