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Title: Only Dreams
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Will Graham/Aiden Gillan
Fandom: Hannibal/Blood and Chocolate
Rating: PG-13
Table: 1drabble
Prompt: 21, Dream
Disclaimer: This is entirely a product of my own imagination, and I make no profit from it. I do not own the lovely Will Graham or Lee Fallon, unfortunately, just borrowing them for a while. Please do not sue.


Aiden yawned, opening his eyes and looking around him.

Another night had gone by without the two of them being attacked, which he could only see as a good sign. Or maybe it wasn't so good. Maybe it was strategy.

Maybe those things just intended to bide their time, to wait until they had lulled Will and Aiden into a false sense of complacency -- and then they would strike out of nowhere. The thought made Aiden shudder; he didn't relish another confrontation with them.

Aiden wanted to bury himself under the covers and not come out, but he knew that he had to. Will would be expecting him downstairs.

He had to get out of bed and face the day.

He didn't want to remember the dreams he'd had last night; they had been drenched in blood, and none of them had ended well for himself and Will.

All of those dreams had been frightening; twice he had awoken in the night, his hand pressed against his rapidly rising and falling chest, feeling the frantic beating of his heart and swallowing a scream. It had taken him a while both times to go back to sleep.

That was part of what they wanted, Aiden told himself as he flung back the covers and swung his long legs out of bed, then stood up. To keep the two of them nervous and tense.

And he would keep feeling this way, as long as those dreams kept coming, Aiden thought as he reached for a t-shirt, shuddering again. Those dreams were far too .... visceral.

He couldn't help but wonder if Will was having similar dreams, but he didn't think that was possible -- at least, not yet. After all, the other man hadn't seen those creatures in action; he hadn't had to deal with them up close and personal yet. He didn't know what they were capable of.

He himself certainly did. Aiden closed his eyes again, taking a deep breath, the memory of just how up close those things had been to him making his hands shake.

Aiden knew that he had to stop thinking about that, or he would drive himself insane.

He had to push the dreams of last night away from him. He had to concentrate on the coming day, and on being here with Will. He couldn't let those dreams take away his resolve.

Aiden straightened his shoulders and took another deep breath. He couldn't let himself be controlled by fear. Those dreams were only dreams; yes, the loup garou were capable of terrible things, but he and Will could be very adept at defending themselves.

He couldn't think the worst, he told himself firmly. He had to be optimistic, and believe that he and Will would come through this intact and defeat their enemies.

With that thought in mind, he opened the bedroom door and headed downstairs.