Whisper woke up to Fear sitting on her and shaking her shoulder.

"Wha-" Fear put a finger on her lips. Whisper blinked, now fully awake. She gave Fear a questioning look. He pressed a finger to his lips too, signaling for her to stay quiet.

Whisper nodded. He removed his finger and stood up. He held a hand out for her to take. She did and he lifted her up. He guided her outside of the cabin.

"Fear, what is it? What is this about?" Whisper asked in a hushed voice. Fear turned to her after he closed the door.

"I went and talked to your father." Fear said. Whisper eyed him. She didn't suspect this to be a reason why he woke her in the middle of the night.

"What did he tell you?" Whisper asked confused. Fear stared at her for a long moment. She raised an eyebrow at him.

"He.. uh.. Death told me..." Man, this was alot harder to tell her then he thought it would be.

"What Fear? What did my father tell you?" Whisper said, now getting impatient. Fear ran a hand through the spikes of his hair. Whispers temper lowered. Was it something personal he couldn't tell her yet?

"Fear.. you don't have to tell me if it's something thats to hard to let out." Whisper told him as she reached out a hand on his shoulder. Fear took a deep breath. He looked up at Whisper. She smiled softly at him.

Fear reached out and pulled her to him. He pressed his lips to hers and hugged her waist with his arms. Whisper wrapped her arms around his neck.