I woke up to Dimitri screaming. He was thrashing around in the bed and mumbling incoherent nothings in Russian between his screams. Confused at what I was doing in bed with Dimitri, I didn't realise I wasn't dreaming until the rational part of my brain woke up to remind me.

Sweat covered his chest and drenched his hair.

"NO! Roza, No! Don't kill her!" he screamed. My higher reasoning kicking in, I move to his side of the bed, grab his shoulders and shake him.

"Dimitri! Wake up!" he didn't wake. I continued shaking, pleading for him to wake.

"Dimitri! You're not there anymore! It's Rose, I'm here. Wake up" unshed tears filled my eyes as I pleaded, I never fully understood the horror's he was facing until now.

"I'm here, Dimitri," I whispered. He stopped thrashing and his eyes fluttered open, and he looked at me but didn't say anything as the terror of his nightmare faded and he became more alert to his surroundings. Not knowing what to do, I wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him to my chest, running a hand through his sweaty hair in a calming gesture. His breathing steadied, but I couldn't stop the lone tear that escaped my eyes. The tear ran down my cheeks and landed on Dimitri's forehead. He looked up to see another tear falling and caught it with his finger. Mentally slapping myself for my moment of weakness, I hop off the bed, into his bathroom and searched his cupboards until I found a hand towel that I wet in warm water before returning to where Dimitri sat on the bed, head hung low, lost in thought. Careful not to make any sudden movements that may startle him, I sit on the bed and wipe the sweat off his face with the towel. When I finished with his face, I moved on to his chest. I hoped the warmness of the towel was calming to him. When I finished, I climbed onto his lap and lay my head on his chest, desperately praying to the Gods above that Dimitri would get through this. He had made progress when I escaped prison, but he still had a long way to go. After a couple of minutes of silence, Dimitri sighed and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer towards him and rested his head on my shoulder. I felt him calm underneath me and I was ecstatic that I still had this effect on him, scared that he'd moved on in the past year. Dimitri's hand moved up my arm until it reached my hair. Twirling a strand in his fingers, he smiled sadly.

"Beauty" he simply said. "Focus on the beauty" he said this like a mantra. It was the exact thing I said when we were in the alley trying to get information on the where-abouts of Sonya Karp. Looking at him, I smiled, trying to reassure him that everything will be okay.

Returning my smile, he cupped my face and kissed my forehead.

"Sleep Roza" He whispered. Nodding I untangled myself from him and went to his wardrobe and pulled out one of his shirts before undressing out of my jeans and jacket to change. I didn't bother to go into the bathroom both because I was too tired to care who saw me and because I didn't mind Dimitri seeing me in my underwear. I walked to my side of the bed and slid in, ignoring Dimitri's following gaze. I rolled on my side, back facing Dimitri when I felt his strong arm wrap around my waist and spoon me to him.

"Thankyou" He whispered in my ear before his breathing steadied and he began silently snoring.

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