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[grabber_fray]

"You're weak, Mel. You're weak, and you can never protect them. Everything you love will be broken, shattered -- they will die screaming, because you cannot protect them

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[princeinexile]

There are warm hands on her shoulders, warm, warm, warm hands, trying to rattle her awake.

"--l? Mel! Mel, it's-- it's okay, it's okay, wake up, you're ... you're safe, you're here, in your bed, Mel. It's okay..."

Here is one frantic boyfriend, lover, prince, whatever title you want to give him, his face drawn with worry. He just-- wants to calm her down, reassure her, let her know she's safe...

[grabber_fray]

At first she fights, she pushes him away, she scrambles to get away from anyone, but it only takes a fraction of a second before she's fully awake and staring at him in the darkness, breath still catching painfully in her chest.

"Zuko?"

[princeinexile]

"Me," he says, voice soft. He sits there, tangled with her, the blankets, looking worried.

"You with me now?"

[grabber_fray]

And then she moves back towards him, cowering in his arms, and burying her head in his chest, heart still pumping hard in the dark.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm sorry. Bad dream."