Hey guys. One more thing. The next chapter will be Chapter 8 and 9 in Eli's POV. I felt that you guys should see what is going through his head during these times. This is where most of the characters will develop. And unfortunately things will be getting worse before it gets better. Hope you guys enjoy!

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Clare's POV

Eli and I didn't speak at all during our time watching Adam. I didn't know how much time had passed but something told me it wasn't long. Adam could only handle sleeping for short periods of time, and tonight I had a feeling would be even shorter. Tonight shook him. And I did this to him. I was the cause of his pain.

Tonight was something painful for Adam and I; but for some reason I was able to work through the fear of Asher, and focus on Adam. My heart broke for him. I had to be strong for him, because if I broke down too, it would make Adam worse, and I'm pretty sure Eli would lose it as well. There is no way I could do it to both of them.

Eli shouldn't be taking care of me. He's in the same predicament I am in. He shouldn't be comforting me. Adam should be the one we take care of right now. I wasn't the one who was forced to feel like a girl, to be a girl, when you're a boy in your mind. I wasn't the one who is a boy but still gets raped, when no other boy does.

I am strong, and I can get through this. I need to just make sure that Adam can make it through this as well. I needed him, just as much as he needed me right now. I just didn't know how to help him, so I followed Eli's example.

I still had my head leaning on Eli's shoulder, and my arms wrapped around his. Eli's head was leaning back on the wall behind us, and both of our eyes were closed. What could either of us say to change what he has already told me? What could either of us say that would help Adam get through this? What could either of us say that would change anything? Or get us out of here, alive?

A movement to my right broke me out of my inner conflict. Eli still had his eyes closed but I saw it. Adam's face was contorted in pain. He was starting to squirm. When he started moaning, Eli finally looked over. The emotions that crossed over Eli's features, broke my heart. Fear. Sadness. Worry. Anger. I couldn't believe that the tough, emotionless person I made Eli out to be, was showing all of these strong emotions for Adam. He must really care about him.

Adam began thrashing more, and Eli jumped up. I could tell that Adam was in pain. This nightmare was definitely taking over and he needed to be woken up. Which is exactly what Eli was going to do. Eli went over and tried to wake him but Adam was thrashing too much. He had to hold Adam's arms and legs down but it was taking too much focus that he couldn't do it all.

"Clare." Eli sighed. I was indecisive up to that point, on whether or not he wanted me to intervene and help. The moment my name left his mouth, I was over there. Kneeling next to him.

"What do you want me to do?" I asked.

"Talk to him. Try to get him to snap out of it. Don't startle him though. He will freak." Eli urged, focusing on holding his arms and legs down.

"Adam?" I called. "Adam. It's Clare. It's not real. It's okay. You're safe. The nightmare isn't real. That's all it is. Just a nightmare. You're safe. Eli and I want you to come back to us. Please." I continued on for a few minutes. Trying to get him to listen. Trying to get him to open his eyes. Just when I thought my attempts were hopeless, he opened his eyes.

"Cl—Clare?" He sobbed, tears in his eyes.

"It's okay. We're here. It wasn't real." I murmured.

"Eli—Oh god! It was Fitz! It was Fitz this time, Eli! Oh god! It wasn't a client! I was tricked! Oh god!" He sobbed.

He moved pulling closer to me. I swiveled around so I could lean against the wall behind him, and laid his head on my lap. He nuzzled his head into my shirt, clutching it with his fists. I coddled him, while glancing up at Eli; this was the first coherent thing he spoke since he returned and I wasn't liking the details. I watched his expression change from sadness to anger to pure rage in a matter of seconds.

I thought Eli's eyes were going to pop out of his skull. His face hardened and refused to look in anyone's direction. I knew he was furious but there was nothing I could possibly say that would change any of it. If Fitz did this to Adam, then I knew that Eli was going to kill him. And I wasn't speaking in terms of metaphorically. It was definitely one-hundred-percent real. As I was watching Eli, Adam had fallen back to sleep again. I stroked his hair to sooth him as I focused on Eli. He was getting angrier and angrier by the second.

"I'll be back." He growled, shooting up. He stormed to the door, and I panicked.

I didn't want him tracking Fitz down. I knew it wouldn't end well. Even if Eli didn't get hurt, he would get into trouble. He would be the next one in rotation for the placements. He would be the next one being hurt. I couldn't handle that. I shifted Adam off of me, and stood up. Eli was already at the door, and I followed after him swiftly.

He was so angry, he didn't even lock the door behind him. He just slammed it, loudly. None of the savages seemed to care, sleeping and talking amongst themselves. I took one last glance at Adam, and saw that he was still asleep, and pushed the door open. I glanced quickly around, and noticed that I didn't see anyone. I was afraid I was too late. That Eli had already stormed down the hallway, and through one of the many doors, and I would get lost before I actually found him.

My heart rate sped up, as I walked into the bathroom. Hoping to find him there, and be able to talk some sense into him before it was too late. I opened the door, and was surprised at what I saw.

"Thank god." I murmured, sighing in relief.

Eli was standing at the sinks, hands propping himself up on one. He hung his head, and his eyes were closed. He looked defeated and sad, but no longer angry. At least for the moment. When I had opened the door, to enter, he looked over at me.

"What are you doing here?" He asked sadly, his voice breaking. My heart literally snapped into two at the sound.

"Making sure you're okay." I lied. It wasn't a complete lie. I did need to make sure he was okay. But I hadn't expected him to be in this state.

I walked over to him, standing next to him. I leaned against the sink, and looked over at him, only he didn't meet my gaze again. His eyes were closed again, and it looked like he was trying to fight back tears. I wouldn't blame him. Adam and I, have already had our fair share. It would only make sense that he should too.

When he didn't acknowledge me for a few moments, I touched his shoulder lightly. Turning him to me. Making him meet my gaze, and he looked crushed. Like nothing and no one could help him. I pulled him to me, making him return the hug. I could tell he need the comfort of another human being. He needed the comfort from someone who understood.

I did. After that day, Jake held me whenever I asked him too. Even when I didn't even ask, he would just hold me, and let me vent. Let me cry if needed. I understood very well, how caring about another could affect your own emotions. How, sometimes, you needed to just vent. Something Eli can't do, obviously, while he is in here. I could tell he felt like he needed to be tough for Adam and I. Which he didn't need to be. He could let his guard down once and a while.

His arms were wrapped around my waist, and he was pulling me tighter against him. I didn't care though, I knew this was what he needed. He nuzzled his face into my neck, and I could hear him breathing deeply into my hair. His breathing was decreasing slowly. He was finally calming down. I knew he would, given some time.

I don't know how long we stayed like that but it was nice, comforting, knowing that there was someone there that needed you as much as you needed them. Someone who could take comfort in you being there for them. Knowing you were there for them.