The special FBI agent is having one of his lonely nights, lying on an old bed, surrounded by his dogs. Will doesn't know why you are showing up in his dreams again and again. You are like an angel to him. The only light he has in his darkness, but why are you showing up to him? A stranger...

Will is dreaming now. His blue eyes open as he finds himself on a bed in the middle of nowhere. He looks to his right to see you, sitting there, smirking as always, having him wrapped around your finger. The only light is you. He didn't move, he just stared at you before he reached his cold and shaking hand towards you., asking for some comfort. What do you do now? Take his hand?