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"You had a wet dream about him! That is like me having one about Daffy." Mike's body racked with sobs.

"Like you haven't." He thought to himself. But he wouldn't dare say it out loud.
"It's not like I wanted to have it!"

"What ever!!!!! As long as we have been together I have never had a dream about any one else like that! Especially not a wet one!"

"I don't control what I think about when I'm not conscious!"

"It means that somewhere in the back of your mind or where ever, you wanted it and you want him!"

"No it doesn't! It means we were talking about Chris and I just so happened to be horny!"

Mike got up. "It doesn't matter because im done trying to fight and im done with chemo. Ill be dead soon so you can do whatever you want."

"Mike please. Don't let it kill you baby. Please."

"Why? I have NOTHING to live for." He shrugged. "Its hurting me and I can't live without you anyways so." he trailed off.

"You don't have to live without me. I'm right here for you baby. I always will be."

"No, I don't want to inconvenience you. Im sick and gross, I get that. Chris isn't so have a good fucking time....literally."

"Mike you are not gross and I don't want Chris!" Alex exclaimed, running his fingers through his hair.

"Good way to show it." Mike said simple and picked up his covers and pillow from the night before. "Im sleeping on he couch."

Alex sighed.
"Critter, please try and talk to him for me."

Critter looked up and pursed his lips. He got up and roughly took Mike by the arm and drug him into the other room. There was alot of yelling and then the sounds of something being hit, then glass breaking.

Alex got worried. But he didn't want to barge in.
"Can someone tell me what's happening?" He called nervously.

"Not now Alex, stay in there!" Critter called back. Soon there was more yelling, more hitting and finally one huge scream.

Was that Mike or Critter's? Oh god, he needed to know what was happening.
"Critter? Are you hurting him?" Alex called.

Silence.
"Yeah, he is hurting but its not just me....its everything."
He knew Mike and they had gone back to being kids, having a fist fight to relive stress but Critter didn't hit as hard as he could it was still enough to leave a nasty bruise. Mike had finally just screamed and fell into his arms, crying something about Alex not wanting him and how he was sorry he was so sick.

"Please don't hit him. He's fragile Critter. Emotionally and physically."

"Too late for that now!" He held Mike up who continued to sob into his chest. "I think I broke something!" He didn't was he was afraid he had.

Alex let out a low growl.
"I asked you to talk." He glared, walking into the room.

Critter glared back. "He needed this, he hasn't done it in for ever, it relives stress." He had no right to be mad at Alex because if someone hit his wife he would be furious. Mike cried harder, his was turning all different shades of blue, purple, and black.

Alex roughly snatched him from Critter, surprised he hadn't exploded by now.
"Look what you fucking did." He hissed, shaking his head.

Critter raised a hand to Alex and shook his head, He also had several bruises and marks covering his face. "He ain't crying because of me Alex." Critter stated simply.