Jupiter Ascending: You Are Not Alone

Disclaimer: I do not own Jupiter Ascending or any of its characters, concepts, back story, or settings. They are the property of their respective owners. I am just borrowing them for entertainment purposes.

Author Note: Just wanted to thank everyone who read and reviewed this story so far. Also, thank you if you added it to your alert or favorites. A appreciate it. Here is chapter 2. I hope that you like it. Please read and review.

Chapter 2: Jupiter's POV

I thought that sleeping arrangements were going to be easy. I mean, we were both adults so we could sleep in the same bed, just sleep, without things getting weird. But Caine wouldn't have it.

Caine insisted on sleeping on the floor. I tried to argue with him. I tried to reason with him. His biggest argument was that sleeping in the same bed as me wasn't right because of him being a splice and me being royalty. I tried to reason with him that it was just sleep and that it didn't matter but I eventually ended up giving in.

It was half way through the night when I woke up. I sat up and listened closely. There, I heard it again. The sound that woke me up. It was somewhere between a growl and a whimper. "Caine." I whispered and leaned over the edge of the bed. "Caine." I reached out and touched his arm.

Caine shot upright, eyes darting around the room and breathing hard. When his eyes fell on me, he visibly relaxed. He took a deep breath and scrubbed his hands down his face.

He looked at me with apologetic eyes. "Did I wake you, Your Majesty?"

I cupped his cheek with my hand. "Caine, I'm fine. Don't worry about me." I took a deep breath. "You were having a nightmare. Do you remember what it was about?"

He blinked a couple of times but eventually shook his head.

He was still tired. I could tell by the looked. "You know, the option is still open. You can sleep on the bed."

Caine shook his head and stood up, turning away from me. "No."

"Caine, you need sleep." I pleaded. "And you don't seem to be sleeping well on the…"

"I'm a splice." He interrupted.

I stood up. "I don't care about that." I walked until I was standing in front of him. "I already told you that. My title is just that. A title. It doesn't change anything. You're a good man. You're the man I love."

He sighed and drooped his head for a second before meeting my gaze. "Does Youre Majesty insist?"

I couldn't help but smile. He was finally giving in. "As a matter of fact, I do insist."

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I awoke to a piercing scream. I sat up quickly, looking around the room. Caine wasn't there. "Oh no." I got up and made a mad dash for the door. When I reached the kitchen, I was at a loss for words.

Caine was standing by the sink, wings out in the open, and a look of panic on his face. Zoey had seen his wings and freaked.

"Jupiter, he…he…"

I walked over to Zoey and stood in front of her. "Zoey, it's okay."

Zoey glanced at Caine and then back at me. "Jupiter, he's got wings."

I nodded. "Yeah. That's why I wanted to talk to him before I introduced the two of you." I took a deep breath. "Zoey, this is Caine Wise."

Zoey swallowed hard and looked back at Caine. "Umm…I'm sorry for screaming at you." She paused. "It's nice to meet you."

Caine stepped toward Zoey and extended his hand in greeting. "It's nice to meet you as well." Zoey shook his hand and smiled shyly.

"So." I interjected, turning to Caine. "All Zoey really knows about you is that you're different. I didn't go into detail because I was planning on talking to you first."

My phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out and looked at it. It was Stinger calling. It buzzed again. "I'll be right back."

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Once I got inside my room, I closed the door and answered my phone. "Stinger…I didn't expect to hear from you. Is everything okay?"

"Your Majesty. Did Caine tell you the reason for his stay?" He was quick and to the point. He also sounded concerned.

"He told me that he wasn't sleeping well." I sat down on my bed. "He also said something about some post traumatic stress and that he was dealing with some separation anxiety."

"So he did tell you." Stinger said. "I half expected him to not say anything. How is he doing?"

"He's doing fine." I told him. "He didn't sleep all that well last night though. I think he had a nightmare. I woke to him growling and whimpering in his sleep." I paused. "Stinger…did something happen since the last time I saw Caine?"

"No." Stinger was quiet for a minute. "He hasn't slept well in a long time. But it seemed like the longer he was away from you and the farther away from Earth that we got, the more anxious he was."

"What made him get help for it?"

"His sleep deprivation was becoming problematic when it came to his Sky Jacker duties." He explained. "He's a good soldier and I would go into battle with him any day. But if he keeps going with barely any sleep, he's going to put himself and everyone else in danger."

"I'll make sure he gets rested up." I told him, and said goodbye. Stinger's concern alarmed me a bit. Yeah, Caine had told me about what was wrong but he had conveniently left out the severity of the situation.

One thing was for sure. Caine needed me more than ever.