Dean was shaken out of his sleep by the back of Mika’s hand to his broken nose.  Groaning loudly, he grabbed her wrist, catching it before a second hit to his face, and holding it tightly.

“Mika!  Mika stop…hey…”, he cooed to her, wrapping his legs around her to hold her legs down.  He pulled her in close, twisting so that he could lean over her, bringing his free hand up to stroke her face.

“Wake up, sweetheart…”, he whispered in her ear, struggling to hold her still as he rubbed her face, “Mika!  Hey, look at me.  Open your eyes.  Please open your eyes…”

He lowered his tone to a whisper, kissing her ear as he tightened his legs around her to keep her from hurting either of them.  This was the first time he had really experienced her having a nightmare this bad, but it reminded him of the one time that he witnessed a slightly violent nightmare from her as Kenzi, when they were together.

He had been able to draw her out of it, then, with a rough hold and a bit of cooing.  So, he figured it might work this time.