Title: When the Nightmares are Real (teaser/prologue)

Author: Sphynx

Rating: PG now, probably worse later

Pairings: 3x4.Isn't it obvious? What do I always write about?

Author's notes: Hmm, I really should stop with the whole nightmares

make good stories. You'll learn why later *grins evilly*

Quatre sat huddled in a little ball shuddering. He had woken

up screaming again, the nightmares he had fought since he was young

winning another battle as he slept. Tears were streaming down his

face as he tried to disappear into the corner where his bed was

placed. He peered out of his nest of blankets, staring at the door

across the room expecting the armed soldiers of all his worst

nightmares to come bursting through at any moment.

Quatre was still seeing the after-images if his dream when Trowa

slipped quietly into the room. He had heard the scream that tore

from Quatre's throat and knew that Quatre needed him. He quietly put

water to boil for tea, letting Quatre take time to realize that he

was there, knowing better than to startle him. The chamomile blend

was steeping when Quatre stopped shuddering and blinked, coming back

to his room and out of his terrifying dream.

"Trowa?" he whispered hopefully.

"Yes kitten," was the kind soft reply as Trowa pressed the cup of tea

into Quatre's hands and sat down on the bed beside him.

"Thank you."