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Title: Watching
Rating: NC-17 (CONTAINS GRAPHIC RAPE)
Disclaimer: See chapters 1 and/or 10

A/N: I absolutly HATE it when folks make the whole story a dream, but we needed at least one dream! Don't worry, the whole story isn't a dream, just this one chap.

Ennis figured that the nightmare he had was his punishment for falling asleep when Jack needed taking care of. But if it was his punishment, it didn't make sense that Jack would suffer in it. But then again, it did. Jack was practically an extension of Ennis and watching him get hurt all over again made Ennis sick to his stomach.

Ennis couldn't move. He wanted to yell or run at the people who were holding Jack, but for some reason his feet were glued to the dirt road he watched from. A bulky boy who looked to be about 17 was carrying Jack, his arms behind his back. Jack was kicking in front of him, trying to keep the other men away from him

But they were getting to him anyways. It took three of the five guys to hold Jack down, but they did it. Even though Jack must've been 30 yards from him, at least, Ennis could hear him shouting, and the men taunting him.

"You fuckers, get offa me!"

"Aww, poor baby Jack, he wants to go home." The man holding him -who had to be Henry, Ennis just knew it- made a mock pouty face. He tightened his grip on Jack's arms and Jack winced.

"Get offa me!" His face was red, most likely from anger and fear.

The boys took him down faster than Ennis could see. Finally he was able to run over, but he still couldn't stop them from hurting Jack. The only reason he had been able to move was so that he could see better. But he didn't want to see this. He didn't want to watch them, unable to defend Jack. But he couldn't just leave Jack, either.

Jack continued to strugglewhile the men brought him down to the ground. The shoved his face into the dirt and he tried to move away, jerking, jutting, moving as quickly as possible. It didn't help. Two men held him while Henry pulled on his jeans, taking no time to unzip them. They tore at the edges as they were ripped off Jack's slender hips. A small yelp escaped his lips while blood trickled slowly from a cut on his hip.

Jack continued to wriggle when his shorts were tugged along by his pants. His own jeans, betraying him. Baring him to what was to come. He tried to get free, but it just didn't work. He was no match for these men. Ennis knew he could take them, if only he could get to them. But he still couldn't move.

Henry unzipped his own pants and time seemed to slow down as he entered Jack roughly. He grasped Jack's shoulders for balance and an evil grimace came across his face. Jack continued to flail under the hands holding him, hands that belonged to two revolted faces.

Ennis couldn't watch anymore, he just needed this to be over. He just wanted Jack to stop hurting. It wasn't fair that Jack had to do all the hurting for both of them. Why couldn't Ennis have gotten raped? He would've gladly done that, if it meant Jack would be healthy and safe at the moment.

He returned his mind to the moment at hand. Jack was on his knees now, and Henry's hands were on Jacks hair. He pushed Jack towards his crotch, but Jack continued to shake his head. Finally, Henry punched him. Words became useless. Ennis could see what was happening, no one needed to tell him.

Ennis hadn't had a nightmare in a long time. But when he finally woke up, dry heaving, he knew he must somehow be to blame for this one. He looked around the small room and found Jack. What a little man, a strong little man to have gone through what he had. Ennis laced his fingers through Jack's and wiped his own forehead, covered in cold sweat. He knew the doctor would come soon, telling them they could go now that Jack's arm was wrapped in a gooey white cast.

Jack was moving his hand slightly, pulling Ennis back to the present. "Ya fall asleep, cowboy?"

"Yeah, sarry." He looked at his feet, embarrassed. Ennis wondered if he had said anything in his sleep, apparently though, he had not. Jack didn't say anything. He just looked sadly at Ennis, his arm over his stomach.

Ennis couldn't wait to get back home.

A/N: Sorry I didn't put in getting the cast. I've never gotten one, so I don't really know how it works. Hope you can forgive me.