33. Nightmare

She was running, her back was turned and didn't see anything. But Wally, he saw, he saw everything when she couldn't. He stopped breathing, his heart jumped to his throat, his eyes widen in horror, and his mouth was dry. In that blinding instant when Artemis was zapped away by that damn light, it was silent. The silent was deafening and he couldn't handle it. His voice shattered the quiet and still cold air.

"ARTEMIS!"

His green eyes flew open and was gasping for air. It took him a while for his mind to adjust what was going on. To see the familiar ceiling of their apartment, the fan that cools them down during the summer, the wooden drawer where they keep their clothes, the mirror, the bathroom, and their bed which they share every night together. Wally lied there, topless and letting the fan cool him down. It was the nightmare, the nightmare that still and always will, haunt him forever. He looks to the side where she slept.

She looked so peaceful, her hair falling flawlessly down her face, and her exposed skin glowed in the moonlight seeping through their window. She was wearing his jersey again. That seemed to be her favorite nightwear everytime they slept, not that he minded or anything. He slowly reached out and brushed the strand of hair out of her face. He cursed his hand, his body, for trembling so hard; the nightmare would do a number on him.

Anger and red. That was all he felt and saw during that moment. It scared him how much he could feel during that moment, but they were not his only emotions. There was saddness, horror, grief, numbness, and most of all disbelief. He didn't know how much Artemis impacted his life. It was like, every turn of the corner in his life, he always saw Artemis somewhere in his life. And to think that she was gone, never to be seen again, never to hold her again, never to...talk to her again it was like an endless nightmare that Wally didn't want to think about it at all. All that mattered was that she was here, with him. But for some reason, that thought didn't calm him down.

He reached out and stroked her soft skin. He shouldn't touch her and wake her up with his shaking his hand, but he couldn't help it. He needed to make sure that she was here, to make sure that she won't disappear on him like the simulation.

Artemis's hand was over his hand, her eyes still closed.

"It's the nightmare again." It wasn't a question, but a statement.

"Yeah," she knew him too well.

"Wally," Artemis opened her eyes and stared into his. "That never happened and it will never happen. I'll always be with you Wally, no matter what happens." She reassured him, like everytime he had that nightmare. "I'll always be your anchor, your rock to help you settle down. Nothing is going to happen to me."

"I know, I know, but...I'm scared." He whispered, he twisted his hand so he could hold her hand. "I don't think I can...imagine a day without you, a life without you. I love you."

"I love you too, Wally, forever and always."

Wally wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in. She wrapped her own arms around him. He inhaled her scent, calming down his humming bird of a heart, and relished the heat coming from her. He listened to her even and calm breathing. He enjoyed the body that fit him perfectly like a puzzle piece.

Artemis will always push his nightmares away, and he would gladly do the same.

A fluff moment, you guys like it?

A moment where Artemis comforts him while Wally is scared stiff that his little beauty will someday go missing. :C