"Hon, are you all right?"
The sound of Rudy's voice jolted Inga back to reality. She had awakened with her heart pounding and her eyes wide with terror, momentarily unsure of where she was. Now as she looked into her husband's soft brown eyes, her memory gradually returned.
"I just had another one of those dreams," she said weakly.
"Oh, honey," Rudy said softly as he put his arms around her and hugged her close. He knew what she was referring to. When Karl had been imprisoned in a concentration camp, the only way she had been able to get messages to him had been by providing sexual favors to a certain guard who had been infatuated with her.
"The things he made me do..." Inga mumbled. Rudy felt the movement of her lips through the material of his pajama top. "That was so long ago, Rudy. Why does it keep coming back to me in dreams? Every time I dream about it, it feels like it just happened all over again."
"I don't know, sweetheart." Rudy wished that there was something, anything, that he could do to take away his wife's pain. Some scars just ran too deep, he supposed.
"Make love to me, Rudy," Inga begged. "I really need to feel you inside me right now. That's the only thing that will drive away the memory of him being there."
"Ahuvati," Rudy whispered softly, showering Inga's face with kisses. She cupped his chin in her hand and kissed him passionately, running the fingers of her other hand through his hair. Then she lay back down on the bed, pulling him down on top of herself.
"Better now?" Rudy asked afterwards, trailing his fingers through her hair, which was damp with perspiration.
"Much," Inga whispered back. "Thank you, Rudy."
"I love you, Inga." He kissed her lips tenderly.
"Hold me, Rudy. I need to feel your arms around me."
He pulled her close, burying his face in her hair and running his hands over her back in slow, lazy circles.
"I love you, Rudy." Her voice was muffled against his chest.
"Go back to sleep now, my love. Only sweet dreams from now on." Inga yawned, and Rudy sqeezed her and kissed the top of her head. Within moments, her deep, even breathing told him that she was asleep.