Warning: Character's do not belong to me nor does any aspect of this piece. Just a writer with dreams. I make no money off of this.

Remember Remember

The Fifth of November

The Gunpowder Treason and Plot

I know of no reason

For the Gunpowder Treason

Should ever be forgot.

Evey whimpered to herself, V Grew heavy in her arms, he choked in his throat. He was dying. Ever so slowly. "Please.." Evey heard herself cry out. She wasn't entirely sure what she was begging for. She didn't want him to die. Not like this, not now. V tried to speak, to comfort her, but words were being very difficult on him, and he couldn't make out anything. Instead, he gagged a bit on his own blood. Evey let out another pained sob.

"Evey.." V strained.

"Y..-yes" She cried , holding back her tears as she held him closer to her body. Holding him so tightly, as if her body force could stop his life from leaving him.

"Sh sh sh shh.." Voice hoarse and weak, trying to comfort her. "D..D-don't cry.." He got out, his voice barely above a whisper. "I Love y.." He was choked again before he could finish.

She gripped his arms tightly, what was once strong and agile, now weak. "No," She whispered to him. "You're not going to die V." Her voice shook, She brushed her fingers threw his wig hair comfortingly, "I wont let you."

"No.. It's my time. I have to g..-go." She set her Jaw and gritted her teeth, he was slipping. His body grew weaker and weaker in her arms. His arm slowly made it's way up to her face, and wiped away the tears, before falling lifelessly to his side. "That's better.."

She smiled at this effort to make her stop crying, it was sweet, which only made her want to cry harder. Grabbing his hand, she tried to talk, sound calm, but came out weakly threw more and more tears, "Oh god V." Blood was getting everywhere, he was loosing too much. She had to stop the bleeding, somehow.

"Evey.."

Touching his cold Guy Fawkes mask, its grin mocking her. Another sob escaped her.

"Evey.."

V made another chocking sound, he grew limp in her arms "V!"

"Evey!" The voice shouted for the third time. Evey jumped out of her bed, almost landing on the floor, but two strong arms caught her before she fell. Evey opened her eyes to see empty ones staring blankly back at her.

"I apologize for startling you." V spoke calmly, setting Evey on her feet. Her face was wet, and she looked terrified. "Are you alright? You were screaming my name."

Evey nodded and forced a smile, "Just a bad dream." She assured him, "I'm alright."

"You seem to be shaken by this dream," He stated, his arms crossed behind him. "Would you prefer we talk about it?" He reached out his arm for her, she took it. Arm and arm they walked down the Shadow gallery. Making their way to the kitchen, he let go of her arm, and opened a seat for her, she sat down and looked up at him. "Would you like some Tea?" He offered.

"No thank you V." She smiled at him faintly.

"Are you sure dear? Tea always sets the mind at rest, it could do you some good." His voice had a smile in it, she could tell. It was comforting.

"Yeah.. Tea, does kind of sound good."

He nodded to her and grabbed the kettle, filling it with water and set the tea. Taking his seat beside her, he crossed his legs and clasped his gloved hands on his lap, looking at her.

"Now tell me about your dream," He asked. "I'll listen."

Evey could feel tears sting the back of her eyes, she rubbed the palm of her hand on the back of her head, the hair has only barely began to grow back, she still looked like the buzz cut only happened yesterday, on the contraire, it happened more or less a year ago. She let her hand fall back to her lap. "I…" She had to stop, he voice sounded cracked.

V put his hand on her back, "Sh sh sh, its okay Evey. It was only a dream, it wasn't real."

"No." she forced out and looked at V. She had to stiffen her lower lip, which was insistently quivering without her consent.

"I..-it was a memory." She weakly let out. V let his hand drop to his side, a sigh escaped his voice. "I'm sorry."

Evey looked at him, confused. Sorry? Why was he sorry? "It wasn't your fault."

V looked at her, she couldn't even begin to imagine was facial expression was hiding behind the mask. "It was my fault Evey, don't you remember? How could you forget." His voice sounded slightly angry, sad. "I shouldn't of done that to you." He dipped his head downward, looking at the floor.

Evey couldn't even believe her ears, He was blaming himself for getting shot? That's ridiculous. He had no way of controlling those bullets. "V, I.." she couldn't get the words to come out, she wasn't sure as to what to say. But before she even could, V jumped back in.

"I, I didn't know you had nightmares about that." She couldn't even begin to describe what was in his voice. It sounded like something similar to shame.

"V, Even you couldn't of stopped those bullets, it wasn't your fault." She reached out to touch his arm, but his head snapped to hers.

"Bullets? I never shot you."

Evey cocked her head. "No, you were."

V turned his head stupidly to the side. Then it hit him. "You were talking about the Night.."

"That you died." She finished, she watched his shoulders relaxed, she didn't recall them tensing up. "Oh dear, I thought you were referring to.." He gestured to her hair, which made her smile. "Oh silly," She leaned forward and grabbed his hand in her's, holding it lovingly, stoking it with her thumbs. "I could never be mad at you for that, you saved me." She smiled at him.

V grabbed her hands in his for a moment before letting go. He stood up to attend to the Tea, "And you, my dear. Saved me."

After fixing up the Tea properly, he gave her, her glass to drink. Sitting back down at her side.

"Back to the subject of your Nightmare." He stated, scooting his chair a bit closer "What did you see?"

Evey felt sadness stab at her insides again. She sighed and looked down. "I watched you die all over again." She stated. "It was terrible.." a sob escaped her throat.

"now, now.." V grabbed her, holding her quaking body against his. "It's alright,"

Evey said nothing but let her tears stream down her face, she closed her eyes shut in an attempted to stop the water from leaving her eyes, failing at doing so. She wrapped her arms around V neck, burying her face in his shoulder, soaking it. V moved his gloved hand up and down her back to calm her, holding her up with the other. "Evey, it's okay."

V couldn't help but be touched, at the fact she cared so much. His near death experience happened damn near two months ago. It was really touching.

"I'm okay Evey, you're okay. Were both Alive and well, my dear." He spoke softly to her.

After a while, she finally calmed, taking her face away from his shoulder, her face was terribly wet, and slightly red. V brought his gloved hand up to her face, using the back of his hand to dry up her cheeks, and the bottom of her eyes. He smiled behind his mask. He knew she couldn't see him, but he knew she could hear the smile in his voice when he spoke.

"It was so terrible V. You were so weak.."

"In an event of Blood loss, everyone grows weak." He cupped her face with the palms of his hands reassuringly. "That happened a while ago, It's over, That will never happen again."

"Promise me."

V chuckled, "I swear on everything I stand for." He stood up, Evey still clung to his neck and shoulders, there was no use in trying to pry her off, so instead he picked her up and brought her to the living room. Setting her down on the couch, she let go, he was about to walk off to clean up the Tea still sitting in the other room, but Evey stopped him short. "Don't go."

He voice was pleasing. V knew he had to clean up, but she was in a state of distress, he just couldn't leave her. Morally, it's impolite. Rude. And he's not one to be rude.

"As you wish."

She sat up a bit straighter, and pat the seat next to her. Which he took without hesitation.

They put in a movie, Evey's turn to pick. So she chose to watch an old favorite of her's, which she had asked a month ago for V to get her. She was thrilled when he brought it back the next morning for her. "Alice in Wonderland" Evey breathed, smiling to herself.

V never understood why she loved the movie so much, he admitted that it was a good movie, though he much preferred the book. All it was, was nonsense and Mad people. He never bothered to ask her. Though he expected the answer to be the same as he imagined it. It was an adorable piece. That much, he had to say he liked, and the Queen, she seemed to represent a broken government, a dictatorship. The thing he strived to destroy for a very long time, then there was Alice, the Heroine of it all. Reminded him of Evey, so very much. Her bravery, curiosity. Among other things of course.

She told him how old the movie was, near the beginning of the year 2000. His film was slightly older still. But all and all both good.

They sat there in silence most of the movie, Evey had her head laying on his lap since the movie began. Only giggling and chuckling when witty things were being said. When the movie came to an end. Evey had fallen asleep. V picked her up off him for a moment, rushing steathfully to the kitchen, to clean up the mess, that's been bothering him. When he put the kettle into the sink, rinsing it out. He heard his name.

"Yes?" He called over his shoulder. Placing in the cup and dish to the sink.

"V.."

She sounded tired. Turning off the faucet he grabbed the kettle, cups and everything else, away.

"V!" She was screaming now. V jumped and turned on his heel, and darted right to her. "Evey!? Are you Al.." His voice stopped mid sentence. Evey was tossing terribly on the couch as if she were being attacked. V wasn't sure how to react at first, she screamed again. His instincts took over and he grabbed bother her shoulders, forcing her awake. "Evey!"

Evey didn't wake up, he shook her again and again. "Wake up Evey! Your having a nightmare!" He shouted at her. Her eyes shot open, her face dreadfully pale. V stopped shaking her and she just stared at his mask. The same way she did the first time. "Oh god Evey.." He breathed. His panic died down, but she didn't move. Her breath was heavy and quick, she began to look light headed.

He grabbed her in a tight embrace, "Don't scare me like that." He said, holding her close. Her breathing finally calmed, she soon wrapped her arms around him. His mind was racing, this isn't good. He didn't know how to help her. "Don't leave me.." She whispered quietly. "Don't ever leave me.." Her voice was barely above a whisper this time. Holding him tighter.

"I won't." he moved so her head was under his chin, and she was resting herself on his lap.

"I won't."

Reviews are welcome! Also I added Alice in Wonderland, The belongs soully to Lewis Carroll. I just had to xD This is my very first V for Vendetta! More chapters coming your way.