You'd grown up an experiment, a weapon, but then, after getting rescued, you now found yourself living with Georgie. And, even all these years later, the trauma was still there, that trauma often manifesting itself in the form of nightmares.

Georgie held you close to her after a particularly bad night. "Shhh, it's okay," The blonde soothed as she gently rubbed your back. "I'm right here, sweetheart. It wasn't real, I promise."