Ok first things first. Thank you to Sam my ever helpful beta for all the hard work you do. -hands you a warm peanut butter cookie- also thanks to Cross D' Aubigne and Duo-23 two of my many loyal reviewers. It is my sincere wish to now reveal to you my decision for what to do with this fan fiction. -drumroll- IT'S BECOMING AN ARC! If you do not think this is the best choice please say so in a review of this chapter thank you. And now… on with the story. Btw we begin under Duo's pov.

Insidious Dreams Chapter 10

It was him. I would bet my bottom dollar it was him. It was him and for that I hated him. Even in dearest Quatre's dreams Trowa could not stop torturing him. Was it stupid and immature to hold Quatre's nightmare against Trowa? Of course it was. Now for the million dollar question guess if I cared. That ass hole brought all this on. The anorexia, the hospitalization and now I find out he was bringing on the nightmares too. Did I want to rip him limb from limb and feed him to some ravenous wolves? Course I did. Would I hold back for Quatre's sake? Unfortunately, yes.

But it was what Quatre said next that threw me for a loop. "I know who's killing me in this nightmare Trowa. It's… my dad." His dad? His… DAD? How could that be? It had to be Trowa damn him! Maybe Quatre was just covering for him. But one look into the terror stricken face of my little brother told me otherwise. His father was in his dreams strangling the life out of him. Now the only thing I had to find out was… why was Quatre dreaming that?

I smiled a little. I guess a little part of me wanted to know that Quatre was not dreaming of Trowa killing him. Cause if he had been then god help me I would have killed the man. I don't care if Quatre loves him the man is scum. But the thing to worry about was how to find out what events could have led to these gruesome dreams? I only knew a few people that could answer me that one. Twenty nine of them in fact. It was time to go pay a visit to Quatre's sisters.

His first sister's name was Natalie. She was the nicest of them too. Her house was like something out of a freaking storybook. I'm totally one hundred percent fucking serious. She had the flowers down the walk and the welcome mat and the huge pink towers and everything! She was like a princess. She wasn't the prettiest woman I've ever seen but she was definitely the nicest girl I had ever met. Excluding sister Helen of course.

Her looks of course weren't bad. She had shoulder length brown hair that was her pride and joy. It wasn't the nicest hair but it was beautifully thick. She took good care of it. She was the one person who cared about Quatre more then anyone else on earth. If anyone could help me it would be her. I rang her doorbell slowly. She answered the consistent ring almost instantaneously. "Hello?"

"Hey.." I smiled. "Can I come in? It's kinda important." Looking concerned she stepped aside nodding. I walked slowly into her living room and my jaw fucking hit the floor at the poshness of it. You would think having Quatre as my little brother I would get used to the winners extravagant houses but this one totally frickin trumped his. "I need to know about… Quatre's relationship with your… father."

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I was completely taken aback when Quatre told me that his father was the one responsible. I suppose I have to admit a small part of me was afraid that I was the killer of his nightmares. One simple glance in the general direction of duo told me he had been thinking the same thing. The scowl he was wearing proved he still didn't trust me though. I was beginning to suspect he never would. Holding Quatre tightly I whispered to him. I told him it would be all right. I told him his father was dead. I told him his father wasn't coming back. I told him he was safe. I lied.

My attention was drawn to Duo as he stood. I knew where he was going. He was going to find out what the meaning of this was. I yearned to go with him. I yearned to discover the reasoning behind these bone, chilling nightmares. But my angel needed me here to comfort him. So I watched him grab his coat and leave alone. I knew where he would go first. He was going to see Natalie. I wished I was too.

Looking back down at the desert prince I noticed his pale complexion. Once again he hadn't been taking care of himself like he should. It figured. He did this a lot… it really worried me. But of course there was no point in making an issue out of it right now he was frightened enough. I laid my lips on his forehead and slowly rocked him into peaceful slumber. God I wish I hadn't.

I guess it slipped my mind that when he slept he became endangered. Well it didn't slip his. He hadn't been sleeping twenty minutes when a trickle of sweat made it's may down his cheek. It touched my thumb jarring me awake. I had begun to sleep as well I guess. The small lines forming at the corners of his eyes signaled he was in some kind of distress. "Quatre... wake up..." I gently urged. Shaking him slightly I urged him to awaken once more. "Quatre please... wake up." It was beginning to worry me. I felt his forehead and he was burning up. A small whimper escaped his throat and then he stopped breathing completely.

He wasn't breathing... he was literally going to die in his dreams! "Quatre! Wake up!" I screamed, begging him to open his eyes. Not so much as a flinch. He was slowly dying and there was nothing i could do about it! Well there was one thing. Reaching across I grabbed the phone and dialed. "Hello? Wufei? It's Trowa... I need your help."