[She has nightmares about what she's faced, will face, might face. Failure is a common theme in every nightmare that has her jolting upright in bed and feeling like she hadn't slept at all. But his were different. Memories of the terrible things that hurt him. He was so strong--and she admired that so much.]

Assuming you mean me, I'm glad to fill up the spaces. And I intend to make you as happy as possible.

[Her body presses closer against his. And just in case--]

You make me very happy, Cullen. Never forget that.