The light reflecting off of the water was shining through my eyelids. I tried to roll over and go back to sleep. It was one of the essential things that I had been missing for the past few days. But that didn't stop my brain from becoming a completely jumbled mess. As usual the first thought that rose to the front of my mind was 2D.

He had woken up screaming, clutching at his chest. Abandoning all thoughts about how they would never be the same couple again she had been by his side in a flash; making sure he was ok. He had stared at her before kissing her with a passion she felt down to her toes. Before she could even register what was going down or how she felt about his lips on her he had pulled away and told her it was nothing but a nightmare. She had had a few nightmares in the past and none of them were like the 'nightmare' he had had.

I quietly rolled over and peeked down at him. He was curled up in my direction, one hand reached out toward me, one tucked up against his heart. He was frowning in his sleep but otherwise he looked like the man I had been friends with for years. I forced myself to stop thinking as I quietly climbed out of the bed and sat down next to him. I ran my fingertips through his blue hair as an experiment. If he woke up I would just make up some excuse involving a spider or something in his hair and if things got really drastic I would just tell him the whale was watching him. I hoped it wouldn't come to that. I didn't want to purposely freak him out.

He sighed in his sleep and rolled onto his back. I froze, holding my breath, just waiting for those empty eyes to snap open and look at me; but they remained shut. I ran my fingertips down his face and traced his lips. My heart ached, I wanted him so badly. I shut down my brain, which was trying to talk me out of the decision that I had made. Before I could stop myself I curled up around him, resting my head on his chest. I could hear his heart beat which made me smile. I wrapped an arm around his skinny waist and closed my eyes.

Squeezing my eyes shut I felt a few tears slide down my cheeks and onto his shirt. He sighed again in his sleep and his arm tightened around me. I tried to muffle my sobs, wanting to keep 2D asleep and unaware, but I still felt like they echoed around the room. I gave him a tiny squeeze, hugging him to me tight, and then I crawled back into the bed and willed myself asleep.

He was awake the moment she sat next to him on the floor. He was super aware to her presence, especially with her so close to him. He felt her fingers in his hair and he resisted the urge to pull her to him and kiss her until she couldn't feel anything anymore.

Then she curled up against him and began to cry and his heart just broke. He wondered how she would react if he 'woke up' and asked her what was wrong but she'd probably just do to him what he'd done to her just hours earlier. She would get back into bed and say nothing was wrong before turning her back on him and leaving him worried.

She only stayed pressed against his body for a moment and then she pulled away, leaving him cold. He never realized how nice it was to have a warm body next to him until she was gone. God, why did he ever think that leaving was a good idea? He was such an idiot. He made a mental note to bash his head in when he got the time.

The next time I woke up Murdoc was screaming at someone. I couldn't entirely tell who but something told me it was probably 2D.

"Come on Face-ache, we need to get the rest of this album finished. New album equals more money. Can you get it through your thick head?" He snarled.

I sat up and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes.

"Hey, leave him alone, Murdoc." I murmured.

Murdoc glared at me. "What was that, luv? Are you telling me what to do?"

Quick as a flash he leapt over the still waking 2D and grabbed my shirt collar, forcing me to look into his eyes. Panic coursed through my veins. Murdoc had really lost it; but why? He had always been sort of crazy but it was mostly because he was so smashed that he couldn't make a complete sentence.

"What happened to you?" I whispered to him, my heart racing. "Why are you acting this way?"

Murdoc glared into my eyes for a moment longer and then dumped me back in the bed without a word. He walked back over 2D, purposefully kicking him in the stomach on the way out.

"Come on Dullard, we've got a record to make." He called.

I looked down at 2D who was curled up in a ball, his arms wrapped around his stomach.

"Are you ok?" I asked, crawling down to sit next to him.

He nodded and eventually the grip on his stomach lessened and he shakily stood up.

"I'll be fine." He answered shortly before turning to leave.

"2D wait." I called. He paused and turned back to look at me. "Whenever you get back from recording I think we should talk. Maybe we could iron some things out."

He smiled at the prospect of starting over and nodded. Murdoc rounded the corner with a tin cup full of probably either alcohol or coffee and a pair of cherry pop tarts.

"Here you go, luv." He said, presenting me with the trey of food. I hesitated for a moment, long enough for him to get impatient. "Luv, if you don't take the food soon, I'm going to drop it."

I snatched the food from him and ripped open the packet of pop tarts. Starving once more, I devoured one pop tart before realizing that 2D was watching the other one with a ravenous look in his eye. Causiously I offered it to him; he stared at me surprised for a moment before slowly taking the pop tart from my fingers.

"Thanks." He murmured before placing it in his mouth and sprinting out the door.

I was alone in the room for maybe 20 minutes before someone knocked on the door. Thinking it was Murdoc or 2D I was surprised to come face to face with Noodle. But that couldn't be possible; she was with Russel, unless Russel was here too?

"Noodle? What are you doing here?" I asked incredulously, "Is Russel here?"

She didn't answer me; she just kept staring. Then I heard a click of a gun sliding off of safety and I focused on the big machine gun resting in her arms. It wasn't at all like the gun she had when we jumped off of the ship and even if it was the same gun, Noodle had abandoned hers during the few days we had floated in the endless sea.

"W-who are you?" I sputtered, stumbling back into the room. She followed me in, the gun pointed at my heart.

"Murdoc sent me." She said, sounding robotic. "He wants to make sure that you stay in your room."

So I ride the waves of creativity since my obsession has turned towards Dr. Spencer Reid, don't worry I won't abandon you guys because I'm still in love with 2D and the rest of Gorillaz. I still have some ideas.

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