"Johnny? Was that - did you squeeze my hand?"

Simon mumbles the breath knocked out of his lungs as his lover shows signs of life after eight long months of being under. He almost laughs, he's so happy.

"Oh, Soap!"

He grins, watching as you slowly wake up, clearly disoriented.

"Hi, we've got you.. welcome back, lovey."

He grumbles, squeezing your hand with both of his, his eyes brimming with tears.

"Oh, honey. My baby.."