Beyond Darkness

Nightmare

Michael's soft snoring woke Orion up. It made Orion smile. He had dozed off for a while and until then Michael had cleaned and changed his gauze and wounds. Orion raked a hand in his hair and his fingers scraped against a band-aid. His heart squeezed unexpectedly. He got up and leaned against the glass doors that revealed a vast garden. His vision zeroed in on his reflection and he was transported years ago when he was still in college. Looking out from the window Orion standing shirtless with a coffee in his hand and dainty arms wrap around his waist, he turns to find a unkempt mop of brown hair and a sleepy blue gaze, He smiled and moved the bewildered licks away and placed a small kiss on his forehead.

"Oreo" He whispered.

Orion got startled to mumbling and severe rustle, he found Michael covered in sweat and thrashing around.

A nightmare. He was mumbling something along the lines "Don't take her away.." Orion slowly shook Michael but he wasn't waking up. He called out his name, but he wasn't able to wake up.

Orion sat up and pulled Michael in his lap, he was shivering now. Orion slowly rocked him back and forth, whispering his name and gently shaking him trying to wake him up.

Michael soon stopped shaking but he was now breathing heavily. Orion felt Michael tremble and then he heard a sob. Orion didn't say anything but kept rocking him back and forth. Soon Michael calmed down and now his breathing was too getting even and deep. Orion placed a soft kiss on his forehead and hugged Michael close.

As Michael's breathing evened out, Orion slowly layed down with Michael in his embrace. Pulling him yet closer he covered them with the blanket and stared in the dark.

Here he was.. battered and bruised, with a doctor who was first his victim and then had stabbed him and now he was consoling the same person, This was the most vulnerable he had been. This person did save him from the fire, stabbed him but also stitched him up, carried him out of an ambush, got him medical attention. Why was this guy doing so much for a person like him?

Michael slowly stirred and blinked up at him, Orion softly whispered things to him as he watched as the daze fazed on Michael's face. Orion reached and switched on the bedside lamp. The soft yellow glow casted on Michael, the shadows on his face left Orion perplexed. He placed a palm on Michael's face, his thumb caressed his cheeks. Michael smiled at him.

Michael got up and went into the bathroom. He appeared a few seconds later with a grim expression on his face.

He went around and tossed Orion his shirt.

"We need to leave."

Orion just looked at Michael. "What happened?" Michael motioned him to lower his voice, and then pointed in the bathroom., He leaned down to Orion and whispered, "Look at the edge of the mirror, but don't look directly at it."

Orion nodded and went inside the bathroom, picking up a napkin, he started to wet it and then used the napkin to clean his face, placing the napkin off his face with one small corner he peeked at the edge of the mirror. Sure, living up to his expectations he found the edge of the mirror black and a faint blinking light. He sighed and then continued to wipe away. He then threw the napkin on the cart and went out.

He found Michael pacing, at the sight of he beckoned Orion closer. "There's no way we can escape without being spotted. It's possible that there are cameras on every nook and corner." Orion nodded. A look of realization dawned on Michael's face. "There was a camera in that clock?" He looked at Orion and he simply smiled and nodded. Michael let out a curse in a foreign language which Orion found amusing.

Michael grabbed Orion's hand and looked over at the glass doors and looked over at him, "Let's take the chance, this could be a nightmare for all I care, but you are the one I am worried about."