She was back there.
All the fire and the flames, the cries of the helpless.
The sight of the Grimm rampaging.
The sounds of gunfire and her friends fighting beside her.
Weiss was back at the Battle of Beacon.
She couldn't experience this again, it wasn't happening. This was all some kind of terrible trick, some ungodly nightmare. All she could do was clutch her head and scream.
And suddenly, she woke up, in a cold sweat.
Between her hard breathing and the sweat beading down her forehead, she felt like she had just run a mile. Looking around she slowly took in her surroundings that were hidden by her panic and the darkness of the night. She was back in her bed, in her families house in Atlas, surrounded by the familiar blues and whites of her time before Beacon, before she had seen first hand the destruction of the academy, and before her and the rest of team RWBY had killed Salem and sent her lackeys running, years later.
It had been years since teams RWBY and JNPR had defeated Salem and rescued what remained of Pyrrha Nikos, and Weiss still had the nightmares. Clutching herself as she sat up in bed, she familiarized herself with all the colors of her childhood until she landed on a stark contrast of the gentle icy blues and snowy whites.
A tuft of unscrupulous blonde hair on the pillow beside her, belonging to one special knight. Her knight.
Granted, he wasn't in a suit of shining armor like the story books told, but she was fine with him being wrapped in her bedsheets, as long as he was there. And maybe a set of pajamas she had bought him to replace his onesie lost at Beacon.
Unbeknownst to the world, Jaune Arc, legendary Huntsman, and Weiss Schnee, now current head of the SDC, had begun to finally let their relationship flourish when he had offered to move back to Atlas, under the guise of her personal bodyguard, after the defeat of Salem.
Once the Queen of the Grimm, and driving force of Cinder and her henchmen, had been slain the teams parted ways for the most part.
Ruby decided to continue traveling as a Huntress, accepting contracts wherever she went, occasionally checking up on her teammates.
Blake had decided to give things with Sun a chance and move back to Menagerie, stomping out what was left of the White Fang.
Yang went back to Patch and was now offering her services to Signal Academy, not only as a part time teacher, but as a good natured Huntress looking to help out her childhood town.
Ren and Nora went back to their childhood village to rebuild and offer a new beacon of hope to humanity in the form of a rebuilt village and healthy trading point for travelers.
And Pyrrha, well, she wasn't doing much moving period. After being used as a human conduit to help harness the Maidens powers, and being almost stripped of her humanity in the process, Pyrrha had been sent into a trauma induced coma. Although that didn't mean she wasn't being looked after by the finest medical care the SDC credit card could buy.
As a sort of thanks to her bodyguard and boyfriend, Weiss offered to set Pyrrha up with a state of the art hospital room in Atlas, close enough to Weiss so she could monitor her treatment, and close enough for Jaune to check in on her.
Admittedly Weiss had been hesitant, caring for the girl that had once been head over heels for her now long time boyfriend was a bit…odd to her. Though, seeing the boy care for his previous teammate day in and day out, put her at ease, remembering how much she cared for her teammates, and loved them as though they where her own family.
Weiss was still recounting all the events of the previous years when she was broken from her cold sweat by a warm and calloused hand on her thigh. She looked over to see that the blond tuft of hair had rolled itself over to produce the handsome face and caring deep blue eyes she had fallen in love with so many years ago.
"Bad dream Ice Queen?" Jaune asked.
"Yes" She admitted, relaxing but still clutching her arms. "But I think I'm better" she said.
"You think? Or you know?" He said, looking at her lovingly, trying his best to comfort his best friend and girlfriend.
Weiss slipped her hand under his and gently squeezed it. She could feel all the calluses and ridges of his hand from all his hours of training. She ran her thumb across his knuckles, feeling all the rough skin worn down from constant use of his gloves. She could make out the slightest signs of veins protruding under the skin and followed them up his arm, eventually reaching his shoulders and then his face which always seemed to bare a goofy smile, suited just for her.
Weiss held his hand and lay back down on her bed, sliding over she gently squeezed herself up against his chest and listened to his heartbeat, all while never letting go. Weiss slowly let go and wrapped her arms around him, fully enveloping herself into him.
"I know" said Weiss.
"That's good" Jaune said, gently holding the back of her head while wrapping and arm around her waist, planting his a kiss on her forehead and his chin on top of her head.
"That's good" And they drifted back off to sleep together..