Nightmare

*I woke up this morning to Beckett plastered against the side of my body*

Me:  Beckett, why are you in my bed?
Beckett:  Because I had a nightmare.
Me:  What was it?
Beckett:  A scary nightmare.
Me:  No, I mean, what was scary about it?  Were there monsters?  Snakes?  The first day of kindergarten?
Beckett:  The part that made it scary was the nightmare part.