Paul walked out of the ornithopter at a fast pace once they landed back home, holding (Y/N) bridle style with her head leaning against his shoulder.

The Duke jumped out of the thonpter pilot seat, eyes widening slightly seeing (Y/N) unconscious, "What happened? Is she alright?"

Paul looked to his father, tears stained on his cheeks then back down to the (H/C) haired girl, "I hope so.." He muttered with a hoarse voice.  

The Duke sighed heavily, "You cannot take such risks."

"Yes, sir." Paul responded, head casted downwards as he continued to stare at his best friends sleeping face. 

"You both have responsibilities." Duke gestured between the pair.

"I'm sorry, sir. It won't happen again." Paul rambled.

"Go, and make sure (Y/N) gets checked out." The Duke patted his sons arm, ordering the boy away.

~

(Y/N)'s eyes slowly opened, as she gasped awake. Her eyes adjusted to the bright room, realising that she was on Paul's bed.

She scrunched the silky sheets in her hands, her head spinning remembering what happened, "Oh wow.."

At her voice this caught the attention of the three people in the room. Paul and Jessica sighed in relief seeing (Y/N) up and alright. The male wanting nothing more to hold her right now and kiss her till there was nothing left.

"Spice is a psychoactive chemical. You seem to be sensitive." Dr. Yueh explained, hands massaging Paul's back to see what happened, "You'll be fine," The doctor glanced over at (Y/N), "You'll both be fine."

"Thank you, Dr. Yueh." Jessica thanked the doctor.

When Dr. Yueh left the room, (Y/N) stood up from the bed and shakily walked over to Paul. Ignoring her shakiness, she knelt down in front of the male.

"It wasn't an allergic reaction. I had a vision. My eyes were wide open." Paul lowly told the two, keeping his eyes away from them.

"What did you see?" Jessica asked.

Paul slowly looked up at the two, his hazel eyes instantly meeting (Y/N)'s concerned ones. His heart thumping in his chest remembering the vision.

Inside the vision, (Y/N) was leading Paul down into a mountain, her wearing a Fremen suit along with Paul.

The two faced each other, (Y/N) getting closer to his face and reached up to place her gloved hand on his cheek, caressing it gently.

She rubbed her thumb over his dusted cheek, the pair getting even closer, now feeling each other breaths against their faces. Their eyes meeting and they mirrored each other's expression. In love.

Paul nudged his nose against hers, tilting his head a little to get a better angle and closed the final gap between the two. His mouth parted and gently placed his lips on (Y/N)'s.

Though before the couple could actually kiss, someone came up behind them and stabbed Paul. It was the same girl he saw in his dream with (Y/N).

Paul fell against (Y/N), lifting his hand up seeing red blood on it. His blood. The girl handed (Y/N) the knife who took it, watching Paul bleed with no emotion. 

"It's confusing, I thought I saw my death, only it wasn't. I know a knife is important somehow. Someone will hand me a blade. But I don't know who or when or where. Some things though are crystal clear. I can feel it." Paul explained to the two, and then glanced at his mother, "I know you're pregnant." The male smiled a little at his mother.

"You can't know that. I barely know that and it's only been a few weeks." Jessica breathed, staring at her son like she saw a ghost.

~

Jessica eventually left the room where (Y/N) and Paul were, and now an uncomfortable silence was between the two.

(Y/N) sighed to herself, grabbing Paul's hands in her own, "I can tell you wanna say something to me."

Paul's hazel eyes looked to the girl, "In my vision.." He took a deep breathe in, trying to control his shaky voice, "When I got stabbed, you didn't say anything.. you didn't react at all."

She frowned softly, squeezing his hands then stood up and sat on his lap. In response Paul's warm hands gently held her hips as (Y/N) focused on looking in his eyes, "That was a vision Paul," She spoke softly seeing his lips quiver, "You know how much I care about you and whatever you saw won't happen." She leant forward and brushed some of his curly locks out of his face, "I won't let anything happen to you."

His body shuddered with a small sob, followed by more as his hands tightened on her hips, "I almost lost you today..." His voice was hoarse, then in a desperate whisper, "I can't lose you (Y/N)... I can't."

She shakes her head smiling softly, "I'm alright aren't I?" She paused, "Like I said before, you won't," She ran her finger through his hair, down his jawline then ended up back at Pauls cheek, cupping it in her palm, watching how the male in front of her leaned into her gentle touch, "And if war comes, we'll face it. Together. I won't let them take me from you. And I won't let them take you from me, either."

He closed his eyes, kissing the palm of (Y/N)'s hand, taking in her words, "Together." He breathed.

"Together." She nodded, kissing his brow then pressed her forehead against Paul's making him tremble ever so slightly.

His lidded eyes stared at (Y/N) with their foreheads still together. She could feel Paul's warm breath blowing against her cheeks when she stared back. He gave her a half smile, one that was enough to make her heart swell up in her chest.

~

It was nighttime now once more and (Y/N) was in Paul's room with him, seeing how he leant on a little table in his room, in deep thought. The girl choosing not to disturb him after what he told her earlier today. 

The door to his room suddenly opened with Dr. Yueh walking through and placed medicine with water on a table, "Have a good night, Master Paul, Lady (Y/N)."

"Good night, Dr. Yueh." (Y/N) and Paul said back in sync as the doctor left the room.

(Y/N) looked to her side of the bed and saw her quarterstaff there just in case. Though little did she know that she would be needing that very soon.

"(Y/N)..." Paul whispered hoarsely.

The said girl yelped seeing Paul on top of her on the bed, "A-Ah Paul?"

Paul just looked into her eyes, hazle meeting (E/C) and he let his body fall on top of hers, nuzzling his face in the crook of her neck, wrapping his arms around her waist.

(Y/N) blinked confused at this, but nevertheless returned the cuddle and wrapped her arms around him, rubbing his back up and down.

Suddenly Paul started to leave sloppily kisses on her collarbone, travelling all the way up to her neck.

The girl couldn't help the soft noise escaping her mouth, her hands ruffling up Paul's shirt, "What are you doing?" She breathed, not knowing what brought this on.

Paul mumbled something against her skin but (Y/N) didn't catch it, and he continued his soft kisses on her.

She sighed in content at the feeling of him doing this, still rubbing his back up and down, enjoying the moment while it lasted.

The kisses on (Y/N)'s skin soon stopped making the girl look down to see Paul dead asleep, his head stuffed in the crook of her neck.

She smiled softly at this, moving the boy closer to her body and pressed a kiss behind his ear, feeling Paul's slow steady breaths on her collarbone.

She continued staring at Paul's beautiful sleeping face, her heart fluttering. (Y/N) never felt this type of love for anyone, has never loved someone as much as she loves Paul.

Soon after a little while of rubbing Paul's back up and down, still having their arms and legs tangled together, (Y/N) fell in a peaceful sleep with Paul.

Not knowing that a war outside was occuring.