[ York's awoken in the middle of the night by screaming. It sends him into a brief panic and takes him a moment to come to his senses, remember that Wash is in the next room, it's probably him. Probably a nightmare -- York suffers them too, just not tonight. He gets out of bed, padding barefoot into the living room and sure enough, Wash is tossing violently. Screaming in his sleep, so not just a nightmare but a terror of some sort.
Knowing full well he might get a knife to his throat or a gun in his face, York steps forward, eases himself down onto the pull out and reaches out. He grips one of Wash's shoulders gently and gives a little shake. ]
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Knowing full well he might get a knife to his throat or a gun in his face, York steps forward, eases himself down onto the pull out and reaches out. He grips one of Wash's shoulders gently and gives a little shake. ]
Hey, man. Wake up, it's okay.