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Your eyes snap open right as your mothers scream fills your ears. Scrambling out of bed, you kick at the sheets and try to climb to your feet.

Memories of your parents' murder flashes through your mind, their cries for help, desperate and tired. Their last smiles and whisper before they died.

You claw at your arms, rocking back and forth, trying to keep your breaths even, wondering if you'll be able to pull yourself out of this one. If you'll be able to stop yourself before-

"(Y/n)," Steve's suddenly at your side, grabbing your wrists, wrapping his arms around you as you hit his chest and scream at him to let go. "You're okay! I'm here. I'm here! You're okay." Tears pool in your eyes as you stop fighting, slumping against him and he sighs. "It was just a dream. It was just a dream."

"But it happened," You whisper hoarsely, holding onto his shirt tightly as he rubs soothing circles on your back. "Everything I dream about had happened. My past. It's haunting me and I can't overcome it."

Steve pulls you back, smiling sadly. "You will over time. I'm still dealing with my past, too. The best thing we can do is work it out together," he slowly picks you up, walks back to the bed and sets you down. "And I'll always be here. No matter what."

You nod, wiping away the tears as he pulls you closer. "No matter what?"

"No matter what."