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Nightmares (FLesley)

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Dream

Wes blinked as his eyes adjusted to the light. A shooting pain ran up his side, and he gasped. He looked down, and the handle of a knife was sticking out of his side.

Wes looked around, and found himself in a cell of some sort. But what stood out was blood. Everywhere. He blinked, and everything seemed to come into focus.

All around him were bodies. The bodies of his friends. Dismembered in indescribably horrific ways. He nearly choked when he realized this.

Suddenly he heard a familiar scream. The scream of his husband. Wes got to his feet, the pain almost too much to bare. He pushed open the cell door, and stumbled towards the scream.

When Wes found a small room, he screamed. Amra was tied to a chair, a knife to his throat. "Wes! Run!" Amra yelled, as the knife slit his throat. Blood poured from the wound, and he was dead in less than a minute.

The person holding the knife turned towards Wes. Wes stumbled backwards, falling to the ground. Another knife stabbed through his stomach, and everything went dark.

Dream end

Wes shot up in bed, covered in sweat, and breathing heavily. Next to him, Amra sat up. "Wes, honey, are you okay?"

Wes slowly turned towards him, before holding him close, and allowing tears to run down his face. Amra sat there for a few seconds, startled, but then held Wes as he cried.

They sat there for a few minutes, Wes crying into Amra's shoulder, until he calmed down.

Wes pulled away from Amra's embrace and wiped his eyes. "What's wrong?"

Wes looked away, slightly embarrassed. "I-it was just a nightmare. I'm fine."

"No, you aren't fine. That nightmare obviously shook you up. Do you want to tell me about it?"

Wes chewed his lower lip, nearly drawing blood. "I-I woke up and everyone I knew was dead, and everything was covered in blood. I had a knife in my side, and managed to get out of the cell. And then I watched you die, and I was stabbed in the stomach."

Amra brushed some of Wes's hair from his face. "I'm not going anywhere and I won't let you get hurt. I promise."

Wes smiled at him, and leaned forward to kiss him. "I love you."

"Love you too."

Amra laid back down, and Wes curled up next to him, his head resting on Amra's chest.

The two slowly fell back to sleep, cuddled together.