Hey guys, i am back with the new chapter. I am sorry for being late again but i got caught up with something.

some instructions before we move ahead,

Since the story as i mentioned earlier is towards supernatural genre i would like you to just accept a few things happening without questioning their validity, religious conditions and other stuff. It is a work of FRICTION and i am just taking a bit of CREATIVE LIBERTY with natural-unnatural this time.

Next is, the chapters would be short now, i am unable to maintain the pace due to some personal stuff so i'll be updating small chapters.

Also, The story is in segments, a scene from a chapter may or may not continue to next one. And i'll let you know if any scene continuous from previous one.

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CHARITY? - CHAPTER 2.

MY NIGHTMARE!

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" IT IS MY DREAM, GOD DAMN IT!", Abhijeet snapped finally and DAYA wondered what had taken so long after all, he guessed it had something to do with his buddy being able to get better sleep for the past 3 days. He smiled softly, carefully trying to hide his smile from Abhijeet who finally had had enough of the whole...unusual drama. But he just couldn't help his smile, he had carefully noted the changes in Abhijeet in the last few days and he knew that Abhijeet was much better off without that "dream" then he had been earlier, with it. But it didn't mean he had lost his keen observation or the sight of sixth sense sirens that blared above daya's head specifically. It had taken him only 2 days to recognise the changes with daya and the 3rd day to know the truth and get angry.

The getting ANGRY part was already there in DAYA's schedule. But the noting changes part had been way early of the estimated date and had left daya off guard. Leading to a very easy revelation of truth. But more shocking and more PAINFUL certainly. He was still not able to

Daya seeing Abhijeet following his smile said softly... " IT WAS. Lekin abh yeh meri hai ABHI"

Abhijeet turned around clearly frustrated. It had been 2 hours since they were roaming around the same conversation, anything that changed was their tones and reactions to other one's words. Pitch kept altering from time to time and this one from ABHIJEET had been loudest and from DAYA calmest.

But even DAYA knew that he was now loosing his calm. It had been a long day at bureau as they were at the brink of catching the culprit and then the following procedures took a lot from him as Abhijeet was busy with ACP sir for a meeting and that meant everything came upon his shoulders. And then the rounds of numerous questions from Abhijeet regarding his health, mental status, physical status, eating habits from the changes noticed by his extra sharp buddy didn't help either.

He was still not getting used to less sleep hours and continuous slight headaches. Though he already knew that it would take him weeks before he became accustomed with it, but the knowing didn't actually help allot. He rubbed his forehead slightly to ease the pain building behind his eyes, he really needed to sleep otherwise he knew his eye lids would betray him and drop involuntarily. He closed his eyes and stayed still.

Here Abhijeet who was turned with his back towards DAYA was somehow feeling guilty. Not because the reason behind daya's decision he knew was HIS benefit but because he couldn't get himself to induce enough confidence in his voice to let daya know he really needed his dream back. He was doubting he really needed it back at all. Eighteen years had been hard but he had grown accustomed with the whole dream and the headaches and the everyday morning or night schedule before going to sleep. But it had not become any less painful. He had not grown to accept it but had accepted that he would have to. There was no solution.

He glanced back towards Daya and knew that he had been wrong. There was a solution hidden somewhere he still didn't knew the secret about but he also knew that he didn't want THIS solution. Turning back again he took a deep breath to calm his nerves down. Daya, he knew can be the most stubborn man born and thus he was certain that he will not be getting his dreams back any time soon. He will have to WAIT...wait until daya was tired enough with the usual tiring routine and less sleeping hours that he was willing to give it back. And wait...TILL he himself was ready...was completely confident that he needed IT BACK.

He turned around and after seeing Daya rubbing his forehead shook his head slightly and moved towards medicine cabinet. He searched for an analgesic and a sleeping pill he knew daya kept for him and for the days when they were tired even to sleep. He sighed turning the small little white tablet in his fingers, it had been his friend all along and now he was offering it to DAYA, it seemed like a crime to him. He was not able to remember how many times daya had scolded him in past for depending on these pills, how many nights he had spend awake just because daya was staying and he wouldn't let him take the little sleeping aid, how many times he had gone to a clinic or a pharmacy in late nights to purchase this.

He shivered slightly. It was a life, a habit he had never wanted for himself and he didn't wish it for DAYA either. But Daya had taken it upon himself and ABHIJEET wanted it back.

He shook his head and headed towards Daya, offering him a glass of water along with the pills. Daya glanced up at him and Abhijeet felt anger and concern surge through his body seeing the red eyes and painful expressions. He knew the headache was there and it was not light, though not very high either...till now. He sighed again and urged daya in controlled voice...

" Daya yeh lo aur jao so jao..."

Daya looked in Abhijeet's eyes and clearly saw the ANGER in them. But there was also concern and he knew Abhijeet, though had not lost this battle but had finally surrendered to it for a few days atleast. Daya had little time in his hands now to make his position stronger. It was still better than nothing. He lowered his head and glanced at the tablets in his buddy's hands, he said softly after seeing the number of pills...

" Main neend ki dawa nahi loonga ABHI..."

Abhijeet controlled his irritation at that, even NOW daya was insisting ThIS. He said with voice, controlled barely at edges of anger... " daya isske bina neend nahi aayegi tumhe...take it and go to sleep...". He forwarded his hand again urging daya once more.

" Nahi...". Daya silently turned his head down again, he was not in a mood for an argument but he was not going to take a sleeping pill either. He was saving that pill for the times when the day or either the night following a headache got really bad.

Abhijeet closed his eyes visibly shaking with irritation, anger and tiredness now. He said in angry tone this time... " DAYA...lo aur sone jao...TAKE IT..."

Daya didn't make a move for it. Abhijeet closed his eyes again. He was feeling like shouting or either placing a slap but he knew he won't be able to...for time being. He silently pocketed one of the pills and forwarded other one to daya with soft yet angry... " FINE...(offering one pill this time) abh yeh lo...(teasing) ya sar ka dard bhi jhelna hi hai tumhe bekaar mein?"

Daya silently took the offered pill smiling slightly over the angry tease. He drank the whole glass of water and thanked abhijeet softly with... " thanks". Abhijeet shook his head and replied with voice still edged with anger... " bachake rakho isse apne paas...tabh kaam aayega jabh main tumse apna sapna wapas lunga..."

Daya smiled again and replied again with calmness... " iss waqt toh tumhare paas iss rassi ka tukda bhi nahi hai BOSS...and i am not giving it BACK..."

Abhijeet looked at Daya's face having pained lines carved over his otherwise calm, young and boyish forehead, he said softly this time... " Yeh sapna mera hai DAYA...and when something belongs to you...(teasingly) it can't be stolen away for long..."

Daya looked at abhijeet's face and he knew he had given abhijeet a new mystery to solve. A mystery that held threads to these changes in both their lives. He sighed and rested his head back on back rest while hearing a soft good night from Abhijeet who retreated back in the guest room.

A/N

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KRITTIKA DI - krittika di i have never watched SHAPATH so i am not quite sure what their plot had been but this story is inspired by another story i read in another fandom so there may be similarities to show due to STOLEN dream part but rest i am sure it is not based on the show. Thank you so much for your review di.

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