Disclaimer: Only the plot is mine. Thanks for asking.

A/N: Mmaky. I got the results. Thanks guys. You'll find out eventually. Don't worry.

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Nightmares

It was around four o'clock in the morning when they heard the screams. Both blondes awoke, scrambling out of their beds and out of their rooms and into the hallway, almost crashing into each other. Wordlessly, they opened the door to Collins' room, walking slowly towards the bed where Maureen was thrashing around.

"Maureen…" Roger croaked sitting on the bed and touching her shoulder. "Wake up…please wake up." Mark went over to her other side, sitting as well.

"No…no please…" Maureen mumbled, still asleep. "Please don't…" Roger shook her shoulder. "Wake up" he said a bit louder, looking over at Mark.

She didn't wake up from her nightmare. Instead, she hit Roger's chest, obviously not realizing who he was.

"Mo…" Mark murmured, trying to get her to stop moving around so she wouldn't hurt anyone else or herself. "Wake up." He said a bit more firmly, shaking her other shoulder.

This time she awoke with a start, sitting up instantly. "Oh my god…" she mumbled, her whole body shaking. "Ssh…" they both murmured, looking at each other.

"It's okay now." Roger whispered, wrapping his arm around her. She noticed the angry red mark on his chest. "Oh my god…did I hit you? I'm so sorry"

"It's fine. I'm fine. You didn't mean to." He said with a small smile. "Are you okay?" Mark sighed, watching them for a moment before taking her hand and squeezing it gently. "You scared us" he said softly, running his thumb over the top of her hand.

"I'm so sorry…" Maureen said quietly. "It was terrible…I was there…watching her hurt me…" She seemed to choke on her words. "No matter how much I begged, she wouldn't stop…" She let out a small sob, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"You're safe now…" Roger said reassuringly, hugging her gently. "We won't let her come near you anymore." Mark nodded in agreement. "She won't touch you" he added, letting go of her hand and squeezing her knee, trying to comfort her. "You should try to go back to sleep."

"I-I can't…I'm so scared." She managed to get out between sobs. Roger glared at Mark. How could he even suggest that? She was terrified and it was obvious to anyone. "Ssh…you don't have to" he murmured, rubbing her back and holding her tightly.

Mark's face turned scarlet when he realized how stupid he sounded. "I'm sorry Mo. " he said quietly. "I should go..." he said, getting off of the bed. "No! Mark, stay…please" she cried ash she saw him trying to leave. "Please." He nodded and sat back down, resting his hand on her knee again.

"Do you want me to go?" Roger asked, taking his arm off of her shoulders. She shook her head. "No. You guys make me feel safer."

"Okay" he said, running his fingers through his hair and leaning back on her pillow. "Let me get more pillows, alright?" She nodded and watched him leave.

Mark looked at her nervously, biting his lip. "I'm sorry you have to go through all of this" he said quietly, looking at her. "Marky, don't be sorry…it isn't your fault." She said quietly.

Mark sat in shock for a moment. Did she just call him Marky? She hadn't called him that in ages…since they were a couple. He snapped out of it when Roger came back in, tossing a pillow at him. "I brought another blanket too."

"Thank you" Maureen murmured, smiling at him and laying down, sighing. "Do you want to sleep?" Roger asked, throwing the blanket over all of them and laying down.

"Will you guys stay with me?" she asked quietly. "I'd feel so much safer if you did." There was a pause. "Of course" they both said after a moment, looking at each other. This was going to be awkward.

Maureen smiled, kissing their cheeks lightly before closing her eyes. Both men sighed, carefully rolling next to her, Roger wrapped his arm around her waist and Mark rested his hand on her stomach awkwardly. They smiled at each other before drifting to sleep. Maybe everything was going to work out after all. Only time would tell.

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A/N: I know, I'm terrible for not telling you now. You will find out in the next few chapters. Don't worry.