IMPORTANT NOTE: I have changed the scene when Duo is captured by the OZ and he is not raped. Just tortured and got his braid cut off, which is a big thing since that is the reason he's having these nightmares. So if you would like, go read the last two chapters. But its not necessary as it's the same as I mentioned.

Disclaimer: [sigh] this is getting old...I only write fanfics to the things that I do not own and therefore I do not own gundam wing.

I love all my reviewers!! Here's an update earlier than usual because I might be unable to do so for a while...

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It was so very quiet that night. No crickets, no sounds, nothing except people breathing softly. It was calm...too calm. Like the false sense of stillness before a storm. A sleepless malice lurking in the darkness.

And then, a scream pierced through the silence, shattering as the storm broke through. Wufei immediately woke up, followed by Quatre. It took them a few moments for their sleep-clouded minds to realize that the source of the scream was from their room.

Both of them scrambled off the bed and moved to Duo's side, where his body was trashing and twisting in the sheets. Another scream tore through, echoing off the walls. But this time it was in a form of a word, but it was a scream nonetheless.

"NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"

Wufei immediately caught the flailing arms so that Duo didn't hurt himself as Quatre tried to untangle him from the sheets. Just then, the door burst open and Heero and Trowa came in, their guns out. Wufei turned to look at them, glaring and they sheepishly put their guns away, before looking at what was going on. The Chinese pilot turned back to Duo in time for another scream, much louder and harsher than the others, as his back arched almost painfully. Collapsing back onto the bed, Duo curled himself into a ball and words fell from his lips.

"No...I'm sorry! I didn't mean to...please...I'm sorry, so sorry..."

Wufei gathered the trembling pilot in his arms and rocked back and forth. Heero and Trowa were astonished at the sudden display of comfort from Wufei, having never seen this before. Quatre was not as surprised as he already knew that his lover was a kind and gentle soul beneath the hard mask. He stood beside the Chinese pilot and stroked the short uneven chestnut strands, murmuring softly.

"Shh...it's okay, Duo. It's just a dream...you're okay. No one's going to hurt you. Wake up. I'm here. Wufei is here. We're all here. Come back to us...it's okay..."

Duo shook his head and whimpered. "No...my fault. All my fault...they all died because of me...sorry, so sorry..."

"No, it's not your fault...you didn't do anything...its okay. We're here...wake up..." carefully, the Arabian soothed away the nightmare and coaxed the other to wakefulness. The shuddering subsided and the sobs ceased. And finally, after what seemed to be an eternity, amethyst eyes fluttered open and took a look at his surroundings.

"Duo?" Wufei called softly, pulling back just enough to see the other pilot's eyes.

"Fei?" Normally Duo would have grimaced that his voice was so unsteady, but right now he didn't even notice it. He didn't notice anything except Wufei.

"Yes, it's me. Are you all right?" Wufei brushed away the sweaty strands of hair that were sticking to the beautiful face. Beautiful? When did I start thinking Maxwell was beautiful? Ch! Probably the lack of sleep.

Duo shook his head and buried his face into Wufei's chest. The shivering started up again.

"...Make them go away..."

Wrapping his arms tightly around the trembling figure, Wufei glared at the others and barked. "Everybody, out!"

They all scrambled. Just as Quatre was exiting the door, Wufei called to him. "Quat? Something hot for Duo to drink, please?" With a smile and a nod, the blond left the doorway quietly.

Moments passed where Wufei simply held Duo, once in a while, murmuring softly and running his fingers through the chestnut strands and petting his hair. Duo, for his part, clutched Wufei like a lifeline, trembling as though someone might take him away. Wufei was his anchor right now. He wouldn't let anything happen to him. He would keep him safe. No one could hurt him there. Not even nightmares.

"Oh Duo, what am I going to do with you?" Wufei sighed, one hand coming up to behind Duo's neck and unconsciously massaging. Duo slowly relaxed, Wufei's touch keeping him grounded and easing the tension in his muscles.

"You ready to go back to sleep yet?" Wufei asked softly. Oddly enough, Duo felt so good in his arms right now. Not as much as Quatre of course, but at the same time, it wasn't uncomfortable.

"No...I don't want to sleep..." Duo whispered, inhaling the spice and sandalwood combination of Wufei. Not familiar, but not unwanted.

A knock sounded on the doorway. Wufei looked up to see Quatre holding a mug in his hand. "I brought some hot chocolate."

Wufei graced his lover with one of his rare smiles and gestured him to come closer. Quatre handed him the cup and helped him to get Duo to pull back a little.

"Duo? Quatre brought you something to drink." He offered the mug to Duo, but the American shook his head and tried to snuggle back against Wufei.

"I don't want any."

"Please? Just a little." Wufei offered the cup to him again and Duo took it a little hesitantly. "Careful. It's hot."

Supporting the cup with one hand, Wufei let his other arm wrap around the thin shoulders as Duo drank slowly. Exchanging a look with Quatre, he nodded and turned back to Duo just as the other pushed the cup away. Handing the cup back to Quatre, he gently eased the other flat on to the bed.

"Why don't you try to get some more sleep?" Wufei suggested as he made a move to pull back, but Duo only clung on tighter, his hand fisting in Wufei's shirt.

"No...please, don't leave me..." The American pilot whimpered as he tried to pull the other closer to him. No. Wufei was leaving him. Everybody always left him.

Wufei sighed and gathered him back into his arms. "I'm not leaving..." Looking back again at Quatre, he asked silently whether it was okay for Duo to sleep on the same bed as them. Quatre nodded and leaned forward, brushing back Duo's hair from his face.

"Duo? If...you don't want be alone...would you mind if you slept on our bed? I'm sure there's enough space..."

Duo was quiet for a moment and then nodded. Heaving a silent sigh, Wufei picked him up, not bothering to ask him if he could walk and took him over to the other bed. Placing the other pilot down gently, he lay down beside Duo and the other immediately curled up against his chest, one hand clutching Wufei's shirt again. Wrapping a loose arm around Duo, he looked at Quatre and gestured him to come and lay down. The Arabian smiled softly and climbed on to the bed, dropping a light kiss on Wufei's lips before spooning behind Duo.

"Good night."

"'night."

"...good night."

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I know it's a little shorter than usual but I wanted to do one final update before school starts. 'Let me cry' will probably be updated tomorrow.

REVIIEWW! As always...