I stare at the house. His light has been turned off for an hour. I don't need sleep. I just need to watch him. He's helpless now. He has no powers and no voice. I can't let anything happen to him. I grip the ledge.

"You still up?" Dr. Pheobe's voice says.

"Yeah. I'm not tired." I say.

"You can't watch him 24/7." She says.

"I can. I will punk." I say.

"You got to give him space. He starts school tomorrow again." She says.

"Wait, we're actually going to let him stare the lion in the throat?" I say.

"Have you ever been to school?" She asks.

"No." I hiss.

"No? Or do you not remember?" She asks.

I turn my head. The light of a lamp suddenly turns on. My eyes widen.

"Now he's in trouble." I shoot a web. 

I open the door and I get in. I turn to him.

"Peter..." I breathe.

He was covered in sweat. Hsi hands keep shaking. They were shaking faster than light. His eyes were moving left and right like ping-pong balls. I walk over. This is why I have to watch him. This is why I can't leave him.

"Bad dream?" I ask.

He nods. I let out a breath. I put my hand on his shoulder.

"Do you want me to stay with you?" I asks.

He nods. I sit down beside him.

"Okay." I say.