A/N: First person drabble. Cassie's POV.

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I'm dreaming again, Daniel's shooting mixed in with the old nightmares. I'm flailing and shouting incoherently when I feel someone gently shaking me by the shoulders.

"Cass? Cassie?" It's Rob. I turn and press my face against his shoulder, giving a muffled dry sob.

"Shh, shh," he whispers. "You're safe." My heart slams against his as my surroundings gradually return.

Eventually I turn my back to Rob and he wraps his arms around my waist. I close my eyes and hear him say, "My Cass," softly into my hair. I reach back to stroke his face.

"My Rob," I say.