Disclaimer: I don't own Degrassi or any of the characters.



~~ "NO, I'M SORRY! PLEASE DAD, STOP!"

Joey Jeremiah quickly ran into his stepson, Craig's, room. He threw open the door and ran to the bed. Craig was thrashing around in the sheets. Joey sat down and gently shook him.

"Craig, come on Craig wake up. It's Joey."

"NOOO!" Craig sat straight up, using his arms to block his face, as though he were being hit.

"Craig it's ok. You're safe."

Craig slowly lowered his arms, and looked around. Realizing where he was he began to calm down. His brown curly hair was matted to his head from sweat, and tears were streaming down his face. His breath came in short, ragged gasps.

"You're ok, Craig. It's ok."

Craig locked eyes with Joey, and fell into him, sobbing uncontrollably. He clutched Joey as though he was Craig's lifeline. Joey just let him cry, soothing him, rubbing small circles on his back.

"Daddy," A small voice said from the doorway a few minutes later. "Is Craig ok?"

Craig quickly pulled away from Joey and rolled onto his side away from his baby sister, Angela. He didn't want her to see him like that.

"Yeah Ang, Craig's just fine. He had a bad dream. Kind of like you do sometimes."

Angela, who was wearing a pink nightgown and carrying a small teddy bear walked in the room. She crawled up on the bed behind Craig, who was still crying. She leaned over him and handed the bear to him.

"Here you go Craig. You can sleep with Teddy. He always chases away the bad things."

Craig took the bear and rolled over to look at her.

"I can't take this Ang. Mom gave it to you."

"I know, but daddy said that mommy would give me Teddy to chase away the bad dreams. If mommy helped chase away my bad dreams she would want me to chase away yours, and Teddy can do that."

Craig smiled. "Thanks Ang. Come here."

He grabbed Angela in a hug and quickly started to tickle her, causing excited screams to come from the young girl. Joey smiled at the site.

"All right you two," He said after a minute. "It's two in the morning, and you both have school in the morning."

Craig stopped tickling Angela and gave her another hug.

"I love you Ang."

"I love you to Craig," she replied.

Joey came over and swept Angela in his arms. He started to walk out of the room, and turned back.

"Hey Craig, why don't you go get a glass of water. I'll be down after I tuck Angela in."

Craig nodded and Joey left the room with a giggling Angela in his arms. Craig looked down at the small brown teddy bear that Angela had given to him. He missed his mom. He wished she were here now. He was still mad that she left him. His heart was still broken and he didn't know if it would ever be whole again.

He took one last look at the bear and set him down on the pillows. He threw the sheets off of him and stood up. He was wearing a pair of dark blue sweatpants, that were sticking to his legs from sweat. He wasn't wearing a shirt. Craig looked down at his bed and saw that the sheets were soaked in sweat. Sighing, he walked downstairs.

Craig walked into the kitchen and turned on the light. He got a glass, and poured himself some water. He sat down at the table and put the glass down. He watched the water, with its small waves, start to settle. He wished his nightmares would do that. He'd been having nightmares since this whole thing started, and that was two months ago, but they never eased. They kept coming full force.

Joey came in the kitchen and sat across from him. He was wearing gray pants, and dark green shirt. He looked across the table at Craig, who was now staring at his hands as though they were the most interesting thing in the world.

"I'm sorry," Craig said, breaking the thick silence. "I know I'm causing so much trouble and everything."

Joey cut him off. "You're not causing any trouble. I've told you that a million times. I'm just worried, that's all. The nightmares aren't getting any better are they?"

Craig shook his head. "It's the same one every night. I come home from school, and dad's waiting for me. He's seen my photo album with you and Ang. He get's mad and throws me into the wall and just starts hitting me over and over." Craig laughs. "That's not even the worst part. You'd think it would be right? That my dad. But it's not."

"What's the worst part?" Joey asked, looking at him with sympathetic eyes.

Craig looks up and meets Joey's eyes. "Mom's there. Mom's there and I ask her for help, but she says I deserve it, and walks away," He began to cry again. "She just walks away and leaves me there with him, letting him hit me."

Joey gets up and walks over to Craig. He comes behind him and hugs him.

"Your mother loved you very much. If she were here, she never would have let him do that."

"I know," Craig replied. "I just miss her so much."

"I know you do, man. I know you do."

Craig continued to cry, and Joey let him. Craig cried and cried, until he had no more tears to cry.

"Come on. Let's get you back to bed."

Craig nodded and Joey helped stand up. He kept an arm around Craig as they walked up stairs. Joey helped him into bed, and Craig tucked the teddy in the nook of his arm. Joey pulled up the covers.

"You going to be ok?"

Craig nodded. "Yeah, I'll be fine."

Joey walked out of the room, and Craig fell into a deep, and mercifully dreamless sleep.

~~ End Ok I know that this is short, but it's just the prologue. If I get good reviews, I'll continue.