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Fire in my blood

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Michael felt warm. He rolled over in bed absently scratching at the place where Max had healed him. The wound from the sword had been extensive, but Max had done the best he could.
It was still night and Michael could hear the soft steady sound of Alex breathing. His foot was hooked around one of Michael's, connecting them even in sleep. Michael smiled to himself as he opened his eyes, wanting to watch Alex sleep.

Jones stood next to the bed, sword poised to plunge down into Alex. Michael cried out, the bedroom flooded with light and the bed jerked violently towards the window and away from Jones. Except Jones wasnt there...

Alex had bolted awake as soon as the bed moved. He was sitting up, hair sticking out in every direction, worried eyes fixed on a shaking Michael.
"Hey, are you ok?" Alex placed a hand on Michaels arm and the other cupped his cheek. "What happened?"

Michael slowed his breathing. Closing his eyes he shook his head to clear it.
"Nightmare." His hand came up to cover Alex's where it rested on his cheek. "I'm sorry I woke you."

"I'm not." Alex stroked his free hand through Michael's hair. "Do you want to talk about it?"

"No." Michael denied. He mentally returned the bed to its place. " Can we just lie here, together?" He lay back on the pillows and Alex snuggled in, head resting on his chest as Michael curled his arms around him. The lights clicked out leaving them in darkness.

"What ever you need, I'm here for you." Alex yawned as he spoke and Michael kissed his head. His other hand scratched absently as his itchy side.

Jones was dead. He couldnt hurt them now.