Catherine knocked softly on the door to Nick and Greg's apartment. Greg got up from his spot on the couch to let Catherine in.

"Hey thanks for coming over, and I'm sorry for keeping you from sleeping," Greg apologized.

"It's ok, Greg, don't worry about it. Can I see Nicky?" Catherine requested. Greg nodded as he closed the door and pointed down the hall. He understood Catherine's need to make sure the Texan was ok. They had come too close to losing him in that damn box. Greg stood behind her in the doorway. Catherine gasped at the bruise she could see forming on Nick's cheek.

"Where in the hell did he get that bruise?" Catherine asked sharply her voice rising. Nick stirred at the sound. Greg didn't answer, but, turned his head in the direction of the living room. Catherine followed his lead and walked into the living room sitting down on the couch next to Greg.

"I did it," Greg whispered.

"What?" Catherine asked incredulously.

"I didn't mean to. He just made me so angry. He said that he must have done something to deserve what she did to him. I didn't mean to hurt him, honest," Greg defended as a tear slid down his cheek.

"It's ok I understand, just tell me what happened," Catherine urged. Greg took a deep breath and began to tell the story.

"So that's how we got where we are now," Greg said as he began to sob. Catherine pulled him into her arms and rocked him back and forth.

"Shh, it's all right it's going to be all right, sweetie. Just let it out," Catherine soothed. Greg clung to her as he cried out all of his anger towards the woman who had hurt the one he loved most. Greg pulled away from Catherine when he thought he heard Nick whimper. His suspitions were confirmed when a couple of seconds later he heard Nick frantically screaming his name. Greg was off the couch and in the bedroom in an instant.

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Nick was still in the throws of the nightmare when Greg climbed on to the bed and tried to take hold of him.

"Nicky wake up it was just a dream." Nick's eyes shot open as he sat bolt upright. Greg reached out to touch his boyfriends cheek, but, Nick shied away from the touch.

"No don't touch me. I can't get her off of me. I feel so dirty," Nick sobbed.

"I know, but your safe, babe," Greg said as he reached out once again to touch Nick's shoulder. Nick flinched away, though.

"Nicky, look at me. It's me I'm not her," Greg pleaded. Nick lifted his face and focused his eyes on Greg. Greg was relieved to see the recognition in his boyfriends face. Greg held out his arms and this time Nick crawled into them. Greg held him close silently comforting his lover. Once Nick calmed down he pulled back and studied Greg's face.

"What's wrong, G?" Nick asked.

"Nothing's wrong," Greg replied.

"I'm not a level three for nothing. Talk to me, babe. What's wrong? Why have you been crying?" Nick asked.

"I'm just so angry at what she did too you. I mean she hurt you so bad, Nicky," Greg whispered.

"I know, but I've got you to help me through it," Nick replied. Greg nodded as he pulled Nick even closer.

"You helped that little boy get justice. I wish you would have told someone so you could have gotten justice, but at least you gave it to that little boy," Greg said as he stroked Nick's hair with one hand and rubbed his back with the other. Nick nodded in agreement. Greg continued stroking his hair and rubbing his back until he was sure he had fallen asleep. Greg looked up at Catherine standing in the doorway.

"I'm going to head home, you guys gonna be ok?" Catherine asked.

"Yeah, thanks we'll see you tonight," Greg whispered.

"Ok call me if you need anything?" Catherine requested.

"Will do. I'd walk you out, but, I don't want to leave him," Greg explained pointing to the sleeping Nick.

"I understand see you guys later," Catherine said as she walked over and gave each of them a kiss on the cheek before showing herself out and closing the door behind her. Greg layed down pulling Nick close to him and allowed sleep to finally claim him.