342. please help me

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Ariadne | Inception

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Arthur gritted his teeth in his sleep as thrashed about in bed. He was having a nightmare, one where he where he watches Ariadne die over and over again.

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Ariadne woke as he thrashed around, leaning over to grip his shoulder and give it a firm shake. "Arthur. Arthur, wake up."

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He made a sound like a growl as he fisted the blankets around him. “God, please, no, please, please.”

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"Arthur," she repeated, raising her voice. "Wake up!"

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Arthur opened his eyes at the sound of her voice. He found himself sweating and short of breath.

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She ran her hands down his chest soothingly. "Hey. It was just a bad dream. You're okay."

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He groaned and shut his eyes, covering them with his palm.

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She didn't say anything else for the moment, just kept touching him gently, waiting for him to calm down. Just being there.

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"I'm sorry," he said quietly, still covering his eyes.

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"What? Don't apologize," she said, surprised. "You haven't done anything wrong. It's all right."

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"I woke you up," he pointed out.

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"So?" She shrugged. "You can wake me up for anything you want or need. Just like I know you'd do the same for me." Her fingers trailed over his lips lightly. "Don't worry about anything, Arthur. I'm right here. Right where I want to be."

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“I watched you die again,” he whispered as he covered his eyes and looked at her-really looked at her.

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She frowned, worried, and brushed her fingers through his hair. "I'm so sorry. If there's anything I can do, please let me know." She blamed herself for those bad dreams of his.

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His eyes fleeted over her face before cradling her face in his hands and bringing her down from a kiss.