Steven Universe fic

Chapter One: Bad Dreams, Broken Hearts

Steven laid in bed only just beginning to doze off, exhausted from his 350th day of attempting to heal the earth with his kisses. He tossed himself to one side trying to get more comfortable, throwing off his blankets in the midst of the struggle.
His thoughts drifted away into the endless depths of what one would imagine just moments before sleep, Connie raving about how much fun space camp had been, despite actually being to space, Amethysts latest hijinks with Peridot that unfortunately involved wrecking three buildings in New Homeworld, Pearl frantically sewing a patch in his organic jacket,while simultaneously juggling the plans for repairs in beach city. All these things were soft in his mind, fading as he began drifting finally, to sleep.
His dream began, first quiet and slow, very far away, as if he were floating in the sky watching whatever occurred unfold, he peered at the waves below him washing over the sparkling moonlit sands of beach city, and looked up to the stars as their twinkling light turned into long streaks across the sky.
He entered the blackness surrounding him, suddenly the true frozen nature of space pierced his skin and he gazed down at the garden. Steven began to panic, the sweat of his brow turning to tiny icicles on his forehead.
Darting his eyes around the garden from his high place, he saw a small pink thing floating in the center of it, it rotated just two or so feet above the ground, bouncing in the air softly.
"Spinel?" He whispered to himself, allowing gravity to take him lightly back to the rotten and decrepit place. He pressed his feet into the sullen earth, the dried dirt causing puffs of clouds to erupt around his toes.
He hadn't thought of Spinel for a while, aside from an occasional twinge of guilt at sending her off with the diamonds. She is fine, he thought to himself, if she wasn't, she'd say something..right?

He stepped toward the small rotating gem, almost expecting it to take form into his short lived companion. It simply continued bobbing in the air, rotating still.
With great hesitance, Steven lifted his hand to touch the heart shaped gem, but before he could, a sharp crack echoed from the heart.
Taken aback, Steven paused, recoiling as if he had caused it to crack. The heart shaped gem continued to crack, the quick and sharp noises deafening in the silence of the dead garden.
The heart began to shatter, the tiny pieces clicking on top of one another as they fell to the ground.
Steven watched helplessly as the shattered gem crumbled to the ground, tears began forming in his eyes as he frantically started picking up the pieces and mushing them together, trying to force them to resemble its previous cut.

"No, no, no no, NO!" Tears now rolled down his face, as he tried to reconnect the broken pieces of the gem, guilt panging him deep in his stomach as he felt he caused such a horrible thing to happen, but as he sat crumpled to the ground trying to fix the gem, his body began lifting in the air, the garden began dropping from beneath him and in all his fear and anxiety and terror he called out to the tiny broken shards,
"Wait, I can fix it, please! Come back! I can fix it..."

Suddenly Steven sat upright in his bed, his blankets on the floor beside him, his brow covered in sweat, fear struck his face as he tried to imagine what the dream meant at all. Spinel is in danger! He thought, whipping himself out of bed and forcing the doors to the portal room open in a frantic attempt to warp to homeworld.
But as he pushed himself into the small room he was forcefully stopped by a sight that shook him to his core, and proved that somehow, he knew something really was wrong.

Spinel stood shocked at Steven's bursting into the room, her hand held defensively up to her cheek as if waiting to be hurt, but the shock of her face quickly turned into guilt and sorrow, she grabbed her pig tail, yanking on it lightly and averted her eyes.

"I know you..probably don't want to see me after what I did but-"

"Spinel!" Her attempted apology was cut short as Steven wrapped his arms around her, tears forming in the corners of his eyes, he loosened his grip, but still held her waist as he searched her gem for cracks, desperately hoping not to see any, his hopes were granted, the heart was as perfect as it had ever been, he let out a sigh of relief and finally let go of her.
Spinel had not been prepared for such a heartfelt and frankly, odd greeting, especially given that she had arrived at the wee hours of the morning before any of the humans or gems were really active.
She was, in all intention, hoping to slip in silently and come around once they had woken up, and once she had figured out a way to explain her arrival in the first place.
She slinked away from Steven by extending her arms to push him a few more inches away, trying to gather her composure and to somehow understand why he had been awake in the first place.