I Will Not Fear - Gally fanfic

The Dream

As I drifted off to sleep that night I could feel the familiar tickle of a memory. I was hoping that I could see it soon because it gets really annoying. I let everything that happened today retreat to the back of my mind and I was enveloped by darkness.

All of a sudden I was surrounded by bright colors and muffled voice. I couldn't tell where I was and it was really hard to focus on anything. I started with the colors but to no avail. I turned my attention to the sounds. I could hear one voice above everything else.

"We need to separate them before they wake up", said the voice of a woman. My vision started to get clearer and I could feel restraints on my wrists and ankles. I lifted my head and saw that I was strapped to a metal table; it was cold to the touch. I tried to remain calm and focus on the voice.

"If she sees him before he goes up she will flip. We don't need anymore distractions on the situation at hand." I didn't understand what she was talking about but I knew I needed to escape. I looked to my left and found a table with medical tools that was just out of reach. I tried to slide my hand out of the restrain but it was no use. Then I pushed my hand down and reached as far as I could. I just barley grabbed the edge of the table and grabbed a knife. I cut the straps and bolted form the table. I could hear guard calling after me but there was no stopping. I got to an intersection in the building. I ran to the right and found myself in a long hallway with one single door at the very end. I sprinted this could be my only way out. When I finally got to the door it was locked. I began to kick it with my foot and finally got in. 

I was greeted with a horrific sight. Newt was in a large tube filled with water and he looked dead. 

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 I awoke with a start. There was sweat dripping down my forehead and my covers had ended up across the room. Was this a dream or a memory? It must of just been a dream because Newt was still alive right? I needed some air. I stepped out of my temporary room and went down the stairs until I was outside. The breeze felt nice and I was grateful that the stars were so bright. I walked to perimeter of the walls thinking about the dream. It all seemed so real; I could feel the table and the woman seemed so close. 

When I came to the deadheads I could hear a faint thumping noise. I decided to investigate. I came across a shirtless Gally who was chopping wood. My face immediately turned red and I let out a soft cough to let him know that I was there. 

"Who's there?! Oh hey Kit." he said in a sheepish tone. "I didn't know you were there. Why aren't you in bed?" he asked.

Should I tell him about the dream what if he thinks I'm weird. "Couldn't sleep", I whispered. 

"Is everything alright?" I had never seen this side of Gally before. His concern shocked me.

"Uhhh yeah..." was all I could say. I mentally face palmed myself. "So what are you doing out here?" I asked trying to change the subject. 

"I couldn't sleep either. Too much on my mind."

"Well do you want to talk about it?" I asked. I didn't really think we would reply, I was really just trying to keep from an awkward silence. 

"You! I don't get it. Why send a girl! Why send you?! You make my anger disappear. I can't explain it!" As he spoke he took harder swings at the wood. "No one has ever had any control over me and then you come along. It's just like these problems don't seem so big anymore; you make feel place feel a little bit more like home and I don't know why." He finally set the axe down and looked at me. 

I didn't know what to say. I couldn't tell if I should be flattered or offended. "I...uhh...sorry?" was all I could manage.

"No! Its not your fault, well it is. But, I don't mind. I think it's good for me. Just don't let the guys know I have a soft side." he chuckled. 

I was grateful the he lightened the mood. 

"Don't worry, I won't." When fell into a comfortable silence. I sat up against a tree and watched him chop wood.