You suffer from nightmare disorder, which involves distressing dreams that cause anxiety upon waking. It gets annoying for Rick but he knew you couldn’t control them. One night, you dreamed that Rick turned into a walker. When you woke up, Rick felt you shoot up, and he quickly pulled you close to him.

“It's me. It's me.” Rick said sleepily and slightly annoyed.

“Shh, yer a’ight. Yer a’ight.” He said, gruffly. His rough hands rubbed your back.