A/N: Like I said, updating a load straight away.
Nightmare
He saw Roy's body crumple to the floor. He heard an anguished cry of despair and realised that it was his own voice. He rushed forward, no longer caring for his own safety. He dropped to his knees next to his lover but he knew it was hopeless. He grabbed Roy's limp hand and leant forward, desperately praying that he would feel Roy's breath on his cheek or hear his heartbeat. Nothing. He felt hot tears running down his face. He pulled Roy's lifeless body into his arms and held him close, sobbing into his shoulder. Someone came up behind him, trying to pull him away from the dead colonel, but he refused to move.
"He's gone, Havoc."
Jean Havoc woke, pale and shaking, with tears running down his face. Next to him Roy groaned and turned over to look at his lover with bleary eyes. Seeing the moisture on Havoc's face, he frowned and pushed himself up.
"What's wrong?" he asked, his sleepy voice full of concern. Havoc's gaze snapped to him and for a moment, Roy saw a spark of fear in his lover's eyes in the pale moonlight.
"Jean?"
"Just a nightmare," he mumbled. Roy regarded him in silence for a moment, then lay down again.
"Anything you would care to share?"
Havoc shook his head.
"Not now."
A delicate eyebrow arched up but Roy did not argue, instead turning onto his side, still facing his lover, and closing his eyes. Havoc watched him, trying to shake away the memory of the nightmare. Making sure the last of his tears were wiped away, he curled up under the blankets and pressed himself closer to Roy, seeking the other man's comfort. His lover shifted slightly, making himself comfortable, and put his arm around Havoc. Without another sound, they drifted back to sleep, Havoc's head resting on Roy's chest and their bodies entwined.
A/N: The sun shines on the reviewers.