Disclaimer: I know every Gray and Lucy fan out there wants me (or themselves) to own Fairy Tail, but I (or they) don't, because life isn't fair. Stupid life.

Explanation: See Chapter 1

Lucy woke up, startled by the nightmare she'd just had. She knew trying to sleep was futile, so she set out on the walk that was becoming routine. She kept waking up with these terrible dreams, and had to leave to get it out of her brain.

She made her way over to the tree she'd sat at for the past week. It was a great place to sit and think. Thanks to this tree she'd come up with tons of ideas for her novel.

"Hey Lucy." Gray said, smiling at her, "I was hoping you'd come."

Gray had been there too for the previous few nights.

Lucy raised an eyebrow at him.

"Well, I didn't hope you would have nightmares. You're just great to talk to when I had trouble sleeping." Gray said, aware that his excuse sounded poor.

"You know Gray," Lucy said, "I feel the same way. When I've had nightmares, you're the only person who really understands how bad it is."

Gray was obviously relieved, "So, how bad was it?" he inquired. "Judging from how you look, it must have been a doozy."

"What do you mean?" asked Lucy, "What's wrong with the way I look?"

Gray chuckled, "There is absolutely nothing wrong with you. You look beautiful. You're just covered in sweat."

"Th-thanks." Lucy stammered. "It was pretty bad." she admitted.

"No matter how bad it was, mine was worse." Gray smirked.

"You stink!" Lucy said, then she smacked him.

"I'm sorry!" he said hurriedly.

Lucy softened visibly. "I know," she said, "But be careful with that mouth of yours, someday, you'll get hurt."

They sat there for a minute, basking in the silence.

It was cold, Lucy shivered.

"Are you cold?" Gray inquired, noticing the shiver."

"Yeah," Lucy sighed, "It's almost winter, I should have remembered a coat or sweater."

"Here," Gray said, wrapping his arms around Lucy, pulling her closer. "I'll warm you up."

"That's a little ironic." remarked Lucy, "An Ice Mage warming someone up."

"True," Gray agreed, "But since when have any of us made sense?"

"Yeah..." Lucy trailed off, snuggling in closer to Gray, enjoying the warmth too much to be embarrassed by it. "No one in Fairy Tail is normal."

"Now, about your dream..." Gray said, "I'd like to hear it."

"You have to tell me too." Lucy bargained.

"Deal," Gray smiled, "I would have told you anyway Luce, you should know that."

"I know." Lucy thought for a minute. "You remember Nirvana?" she asked.

"Yeah, what about it?"

"I dreamed we found something just like it, and you were turned evil. Then you slowly killed everyone in the guild except me. You told me that you were going to always torture me, and you said all these terrible things you would do to everyone in Magnolia. And I couldn't do anything to stop it. Just as you started whipping me, I woke up."

"That is pretty bad." Gray agreed, "Those types of dreams are your fear that when you have to stop something, you won't be able to. I hate those."

They sat there a while, thinking.

"Would you like a cookie?" Gray asked, holding out a bag.

"Yes I would." Lucy said, "Where did you get them?"

"I brought them from home, I figured we would be hungry. Nightmares are hard work."

"Did you make them?"

"Yeah."

"They're really good."

"Thanks."

After a minute of quiet chewing, Gray turned to Lucy. "Mine was worse, you know." he told her.

"Well, you have to tell me anyways, what was it about?" Lucy couldn't hide her curiosity.

"Happy and Natsu thought that I was a giant fish, and tried to eat me. Then I was saved by Erza, but she decided to tell me she was secretly my mother."

"Who was your father? Jellal?"

"No, it was me from Edolas."

"You look an awful lot like your father." Lucy joked.

"You're not going to even comment on the fact that both Erza and the alternate universe version of me are way too young to be my parents?" Gray asked incredulously.

"Why should I? Dreams don't have to make sense. I mean, you would never do anything to hurt the guild, but you did in my nightmare."

"Point taken." Gray said.

"You were right though." Lucy remarked.

"About what?" Gray was bewildered.

"Your nightmare was much worse."

"Told you!"

Lucy looked at Gray, then grinned, "It's late, we should go home."

"Yeah," Gray smiled, "We should."

But neither of them left.

And when morning came, Gray and Lucy were still at that tree. Still snuggled together, as they had been the night before.

Sleeping, a thing neither of them would have done without the other.

That's all for now!

So, there's this one amazing guest who's given me all these great reviews, and I just wanted to tell her thank you. I know you asked me to write a story about Gray quitting a smoking habit, but I can't see Gray smoking. Can you clarify? If that's something you want though, I'll do my best, because you've been so nice to me and you deserve it.