MAJOR SPOILER! DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVEN'T FINISHED SECURITY OF SINDRIA!

Also, trigger warning for this chapter.

I do not own magi or the characters. I do own my oc.

Chapter 18: Nightmare Part 1

—Sinbad's POV—

"STOP! GET OFF ME!"

I turn trying to find Leila. That's her voice. I can just feel it, but this place is too dark and the only sound is the chain rattling and Leila's, now muffled, cries.

"SHUT IT!"

Spinning on my heel, I come face to face with the only light in the room. A man as Leila pinned to the ground with chains and his own body weight. Panic is rising in my chest as she doesn't fight back as I would think. There the sickening popping of her shoulder as I run over. Pain flares in my leg as I run into a wall I can't see.

"LEILA!"

She doesn't turn, but it's her. Those are her eyes. Defiant and fear filled as she stares at the grinning man above her. He wraps the chain around a hook on the floor as she struggles, but his weight is too much for her.

I don't get it. She looks older. This isn't her now. She's just skin in bones. This doesn't make sense. Even hurt the Leila I know would be able to fight him off.

"LEILA!" I hit the wall, but neither of them reply. "LEILA, FIGHT BACK! PLEASE!"

"You damn whore." Leila's eyes are focused on the man as he growls at her. His dark blue eyes hold so much hate and malice that I can practically feel it coming from him. "I'm going to punish you in the worst kind of way. You're worthless."

"Fuck you."

"No." Leila flinches as he forces her legs apart. "That's what's happening to you."

They disappear as the wall does and I lunge for Leila. The last thing I heard was the ripping of fabric.

"Can you get up?" Spinning on my heel again I come face to face with another scene. This is a dream. It has to be. "The baby won't stop crying."

I run over and there's no wall. I make it to her side as she weakly pushes herself up. Her back is so torn from whatever happen that blood seeps from the large open wounds.

"Stop moving, Leila." I try to stop her, but even though I can feel my hands on her, it doesn't stop her. She just pushes pass me and stands up uneasily. "Leila."

I move along side her as she stumbles down the hall with this soldier. She taller and older and I don't know why. Why am I dreaming this?

Leila pushes a door open and walks in. I watch as she take a thin and stained robe, wrapping it around herself to cover the wounds.

"I don't know why she keeps crying."

I finally notice the baby crying in a young girl's arms as Leila take the baby from her. Immediately, Leila starts to quietly whisper to the baby and soothing it. The baby grows quiet and a faint smile appears on Leila's face. I'm next to her in a moment and looking at the baby.

It has blond hair like the man and big gray eyes like Leila's.

"No."

"It's not good for the little girl and Leila to be here." Looking up, the young girl and soldier and talking, but I turn back towards Leila. She whispering lowly and calmly to the baby seeming so content. "Leila won't make it. And the little girl didn't deserve this."

"It isn't our decision." The older of the two steps closer. "Even if Leila were to die-"

"I won't." Looking up, Leila's eyes hold determination. It's weak, but it's there. "I won't leave her like everyone could do so easily to me. I won't do it to her."

The baby makes a little gurgling sound and reaches towards Leila. Leila lets the baby grasp her finger.

"I promise. It's you and me, Zahara. You're not going to lose your Mama any time soon."

"Leila! What's going on?!" I try to shake her, but I can't move her. Just feel her bony arm under my grip as she focuses on the baby, Zahara. The kid seems so happy to see Leila. "Leila, answer me!"

"SINBAD!"

With a lurch, I collide with a set of arm as my heart pound. My eyes shut immediately as I get hit with a wave of dizziness and a headache.

"Sin?"

With several blinks I look to the side as a hand starts to rub my back. I can feel how damp my skin is with sweat as it drips down my neck. Mom is at my side, worry all over her face.

"Sin, sweetheart-"

"I'm okay." It doesn't come out easily as I try to catch my breath. "It was just a bad dream."

"Are you sure?" I look at Leila quickly at the sound of her voice. She looks so worried too. I can't even look at her and turn away. "Sin?"

"I'm okay. Really." I offer them both a smile, but it doesn't seem to ease their nerves. "Warm, but okay."

"Hold on." Leila quickly get up and gives me a cup of water, which I quickly drink. It feels good, but there's this sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach.

"Sin, what was this dream about?" Mom wraps am arm around me, pulling me close. "You haven't had this happen since you were a little boy."

My eyes meet Leila's briefly. I realize that I can't say anything. She's still fragile. This could scare her into leaving and if this were to happen…

"I don't remember."

There's a tense silence as Leila gets up.

"I'm going to go fill up the pot." Leila is probably thinking I just don't want to talk about it with her here. She leaves quietly and I know I made a mistake. It's silent for a few minutes.

"Sin, was this like the dream about-"

"Yes." I know what she's talking about. For years as I kid I had a nightmare about my Dad being taken away, until it happened.

"About Leila?" I nod as Mom holds me more tightly. "Sin-"

"I'm sorry, Mom. I can't." If that we're to happen…. I get up, even as Mom tries to stop me. "I'll be back, I just need to-"

"It's okay. Go."

I run out the door quickly after Leila. This was worse than all of those. I can't imagine this happening to her.

My feet refuse to move as I come to the edge of the town by the well. Leila is there taking her time filling up the pot. Her brow is furrowed and she's biting her lip. She seems to suddenly realize that I'm watching her and turns towards me.

"Sin-"

Without really thinking I run over and wrap my arms around her. She makes a short and slightly high pitched noise as I bring her closer. When I hide my face in her shoulder I get wind of the scent of mint.

Leila pauses, a little tense before wrapping her arms around me. She relaxes as I feel calmer with her here.

"Are you okay?"

"I am." Leila doesn't move or react in anyway. "Really. That nightmare it just…"

"Just what?"

I pause, not really sure what to tell her. There's no way I can tell her what I dreamed about. It would shake her up too much.

"Just worried me." I let go of Leila and she lets go, but lightly takes my hand. I can't help but smile at how cold her fingers are and wrap my hand around hers. I'm telling myself that it's too keep her warm, but…. "I just got worried about you."

"Me?" Leila looks so confused. It's cute. "Why?"

"It's complicated." Turning, I throw my arm over her shoulder to keep her close. For a while, that's what I need. To know where she is and that she's safe. "Let's go home."

"Hold on."

Leila slips from my hold and goes to pick up the pot of water. Going over I take it from her in one arm and wrap the other around her shoulders again.

She goes to say something, but decided against it as she we walk back.

"You're still all sweaty."

"And?"

"You should probably clean yourself up when we get back."

"Why? Do I smell?"

Leila cracks a smile.

"I'm not telling you."

"Oh, come on." I nudge her as she bites back a small laugh. "No fair. Just tell me."

"Nope."

I groan and pull Leila closer.

"At least now you're worried about if you smell and not me."

"I don't know if that's considered mean or funny."

Leila giggles a little as I pull her closer and laugh with her. She's okay. That wasn't real.

But why did it feel so real then?