As midnight hit, I decided that I should get some rest. "Easier said than done" I thought, looking down at my bindings. I shifted into somewhat of a uncomfortable position before closing my eyes, and drifting to sleep.

A big mistake.

My dreams became nightmares as I was taken back to my early childhood. Memories I tried to repress, flooding back like a broken dam. Even the feeling of my legs burning felt real. Every hit, lash, or sting more real than the last. I awoke to a start, falling forward and hitting my head on the table. Garnet gave a microscopic gasp, hoisting me up and placing me back on the couch. I felt a bit of blood trickle down the side of my face. She pulled a band-aid and some spray out, cleaning up the wound. "Thanks." I said, blushing lightly. "You have that stuff on hand?" I asked. "You live with Steven, you need it." She replied. She took off the ropes binding me. "Hold out your hands." She said. She put the ropes back on, allowing me to sleep more comfortably. "What really made you leave?" She asked. "I looked into your futures. Something happened to you in the past for you to have such bad paths." She stated. I looked down, tears threatening to push forward. "Torture." I stated. That was the only word for it. I pulled up my pants leg to show my scars. At this point, tears ran down my face. I felt her arms around my arms. "Thanks." I sniffed, blushing like crazy. I fell asleep, a bit more peacefully than the first time.

Yeah. Yeah i'm feeling some Garnet X OC. It's gotta happen, along with some other ships along the way...