Did I?

Following Misty inside, Jason is a little on edge, not sure what was going on, if Alec had been fast asleep earlier. Entering the living room and seeing him on the floor, then catching Misty's eye, he comes a little nearer, now concerned as well, but giving them both space. 

Alec continued to rock slightly, his eyes clenched tightly shut, his whole body rigid. Mumbling incoherently, it was obvious that his nightmare was hanging on. As Misty talks to him and lays a hand on his shoulder though, he's yanked into reality. His eyes fly open and his fist shoots in Misty's direction, missing her face by mere inches. Jerking away from her, he sits bolt upright, his heart racing. Wedged between the couch and the coffee table, he blinks, trying to catch his breath as his head throbs. 

Jason takes a step forward, knowing Alec had been asleep, but still not quite trusting him not to hurt Misty. 

Alec's eyes slowly focus in the dim light and he squints at Misty, for a moment completely lost and needing to figure out where he was. Finally realizing it's her, his whole body visibly relaxes. A quiet curse slips out before he leans his head on the table, feeling nauseous and dizzy. Closing his eyes again, he swallows hard. "I'm sorry," he mumbles. "I was just... it um... bad dream."

Jason relaxes a little, and hearing Alec, he feels somewhat badly for him. He knew Carson had had nightmares every once in a while - remnants of the Agency. Did Alec suffer the same things? He wondered. 

Remaining on the floor, only now does Alec realize how much his head hurt and he rubs it gingerly. With eyes only half open again, he doesn't even see Jason yet. "I didn't wake you, did I?"