New fic! New fic! This is something that popped into my head a while ago, but I'm just gonna leave it here. I don't imagine it'll be as long or as complicated as my other fics. But I've rated it T+ for strong themes...because there will be some strong themes later.

Disclaimer: I do not own DC Universe or it's characters and etc.

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Wally woke up with a gasp; the air rushing into his lung as he took gulps of air through his mouth. Sweat trickled down his back, his body flushed, but cold, drenched in a cold sweat. Beside him he felt a strong hand reach out to him, his own hand scrambling to grasp onto the other man's.

"Wally?" Bruce squeezed Wally's hand tighter, reaching for him. "What's wrong?"

Wally's mouth quivered, forming a small, but forced smile on his face. "It's nothing Bruce. Just a little nightmare, it's fine." Wally places his hand on Bruce's rising form, falling onto his chest, hearing his steady heartbeat.

"Wally. You've been waking up with these 'little nightmares' for the past two weeks now. You can tell me." Bruce rubbed Wally's back in slow, relaxing circles along his spine making Wally drowsy.

Wally traced his finger along Bruce's chest in an invisible pattern. Bruce held him tighter, pulling him closer to his chest and placing a kiss on his sweaty temple. Wally kissed Bruce's neck and settled into the crook of Bruce's muscled body, snuggling in for the night.

"Bruce, really it's fine."

Bruce let out a low growl, one that Wally always found sexy, but not at the moment. He just wanted to go to sleep and move on. He didn't want to dive into the nightmares.

"Wally." Bruce whispered into the speedster's fiery hair, his breath tickling the younger man's scalp. Wally let out a ragged breath; Bruce wasn't going to let up.

He shifted his weight, propping himself up on one elbow and looked into Bruce's blue eyes, moonlight coming through the small opening in the curtains, lighting his lover's face. "It's the thing."

Bruce raised a dark brow, looking up at Wally as the younger man continued to hesitate.

"What thing, Wally?" Wally bit his lower lip, a crease forming in his brow.

"The Speed Force."

Bruce felt a cold lump settle in his gut. The Speed Force had nearly taken Wally from him. Wally had defeated Luthor and Brainiac, saving the world, but his friends had almost lost him in the process. To say they were a bit protective of the youngest founding member was an understatement.

Wally felt Bruce stiffen next to him; he stretched his hand onto his lover's stomach, tracing small circles on his solid abdomen. Bruce looked down, seeing what the speedster was doing and grabbed his hand, prompting Wally to look into Bruce's piercing blue gaze.

"Wally. You can tell me," Bruce paused, "I just want you to be okay."

Wally let out a sigh, dreading what he was going to tell the Dark Knight. I just hope he doesn't hate me, Wally thought.

"I keep having the same dream over and over again, it seems so real, but somewhere in the back of my mind I usually have this feeling that it's a dream. Tonight, I didn't. It felt so real…" Wally leaned away from Bruce, sitting up he wrapped his arms around his knees, drawing them close to his chest. Bruce could see the vibrations moving through his body, muscles twitching. He sat up next to the agitated speedster, brushing his fingers along Wally's spine, echoing his earlier pattern on his lower back.

"I'm running. Dodging multiple blasts, but one hits its mark and I'm thrown to the ground. I manage to stay conscious even though it hurts. It really hurts. I look around and all of you are down, Wonder Woman hits the ground hard. I'm trying to find you and I can't, and then Luthor-Braniac is talking. The next thing I remember is the word 'Armageddon' and a rifle being lowered into my face."

As he tells the story Bruce can't help but move closer to Wally, his anxiety growing because he knows that all of this had happened. Because they had been so close to the end.

"Then I need to run. I run so fast and so far and I need to pummel Luthor into the ground before he hurts anyone else. It's me and pure speed. Bam! Bam! Bam!" He shouts, pounding his fist into the bed. "Luthor's on the ground, and then I'm hitting him so fast that it seems so slow. I can see all the parts disintegrate and vanish, and then everything explodes, blue sparks and yellow lightning surround me and I can't feel anything." Wally's breath starts to catch, his eyes widening as he recalls everything. Bruce is tempted to stop him, but he knows Wally needs to walk through it, to understand the nightmare. But it hurts him to watch his lover hurting so he does what Wally taught him to do. He holds Wally, tightly. Maneuvering so that Wally's head is resting on Bruce's shoulder; he can feel the younger hero's tears run down his bare skin, his shuddering breath leaving his smaller frame in gasps.

Wally takes a deep breath, steadying himself before continuing. "Everything is moving so slow and yet so fast, all at the same time. My mind can't keep up and I can't breathe."

He swallows, his mouth dry from his panicked breath. "And then I see you, and I can see your face, but before I can take a step it's all gone. I feel nothing, I see nothing, and it's white. It's pure bliss. It's everything and nothing all at once and I feel at peace. I feel like there couldn't be a more perfect euphoria than that moment. It's the highest high and everything is just… better. I don't know how long I was in there, but it felt like weeks, and only seconds." Wally grabs Bruce's hand, scooting closer to sit between his muscled legs. Bruce watches Wally closely, noticing the guarded look that has entered the younger man's eyes.

"Then I heard Shayera, I heard her call for me and I couldn't bring myself to go back. I wanted to stay, but then you all started to yell for me. Even then, I wasn't ready. I felt myself being tugged out of that place and as my body began to leave I suddenly realized where I was. Then I found myself in Shayera's lap."

Bruce sat there, legs intertwined with Wally's looking at the man he loved, shocked at what he had just heard him say. "You didn't choose to come out of the Speed Force. We pulled you out."

Sadness hit Wally in a wave. His eyes filled with unshed tears and he let out a ragged sigh, "I love you, Bruce. I love you and you are one of the most amazing parts of my life and I can't imagine life without you in it, but in that place none of that would matter. None of it mattered. And it terrifies me."

Bruce put his forehead on Wally's, trying to understand.

"My nightmare isn't staying in the Speed Force, it's being pulled out." Wally's hands shot to Bruce's face, holding the older man's worried expression in his hands. "I keep having nightmares of you and the people I care about most, saving me from the Speed Force. How do I fix that? Shouldn't my nightmares be about staying in that place?" Wally frantically looked for the answer in Bruce's eyes, but didn't see it.

Bruce saw Wally's eyes flick between his own. The need to understand, to run away, bright in his stare.

"Wally. I know I didn't say it then, but I'm here. I will always be here for you and this isn't something you can just shake off, you need to talk through it or it will devour you." He paused, brushing his finger along Wally's jaw, "Trust me, I know."

Wally let his head drop onto Bruce's shoulder, "Okay. But I just want to sleep right now."

Bruce sighs, noting the sad tone the younger hero's voice has taken. "Okay. Sleep, and tomorrow we'll talk about how to get through this. Together. Okay?"

Wally nodded, this time pulling Bruce down onto the bed and wrapping himself around his body. Bruce instinctively molding to how Wally positioned himself. Moments later, Bruce settled into a deep sleep, Wally slowly following him. Still scared, but hopeful at the same time.

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I have been told my Batman can be a little AU, but I'm okay with that. I like to think a relationship would change Batman a bit.

Thanks for reading!