As she slept, Tegan curled close, a smile curing her bottom lip as visions of flight, sound and beauty filled her mind, caressed by Roe's dream. A soft sigh of joy fluttered against his shoulder, and she revelled in the slow dance of tone he weaved. But that changed, quickly and sadly. Her eyebrows knotted together and a soft sound of protest escaped her. She pressed closer to him, terror, pain spinning through her mind. It wasn't her pain, she knew it, even dreaming. Her arms encircled him, pulling him close, as she desperately tried to fend off the pain, unsure how to stop it from everywhere. Something evil hovered at the sides, and she held closer, refusing to acknowledge them, feeling his fear. She wouldn't let them near.<br/><br/>And then it stopped, and they were back. She stirred, her eyes lowly opening, her arms locked around Roe. Her heart broke for him, and tears pricked her eyes. "Roe..." She murmured, realizing that he slept. A hand reached up, smoothing over his hair, cradling his much larger body against hers, hating his pain, the memory of his terror. She couldn't let him hurt like that. not ever again. He deserved better.