You were usually the kind of person who ignored unfamiliar numbers. If someone was going to call you, you knew about it in advance, so you picked up the phone. However, this time, when you saw an unfamiliar number, something made you press the green button instead of the red one. A sixth sense, no doubt. And it didn't fail.

You were sure that after that crazy trip to the hospital, you'd get at least a couple of fines in your mail for exceeding the speed limit and running on a red light. But when you were informed that Simon was in the hospital, you couldn't think of anything else but how to get to the room as fast as possible.

At the reception, the nurse took you to the right wing, and your heart stopped beating like crazy only after you finally saw him. Conscious.

And as soon as your eyes met, something painfully familiar flew through your chest. It stung somewhere in the area of the heart, which could easily be attributed to the fact that you were running down the stairs, however…

However, it was something else. Something that should have been left there, in the courthouse, during the signing of the divorce papers almost a year ago. But it was still there, and it was awakened when you saw Simon lying on the couch in a sterile hospital gown.

The nurse muttered something about her own business and left the room, leaving you two alone. And you didn't know whether to thank her for that or ask her to repeat the reason Simon is here because you missed everything.

"So… I'm still your emergency contact?"

Simon's jaw tightened at your direct question. Why the hell didn't he change that? It would be more logical to put Price or Johnny there. But still, seeing you here, after almost a year, it was…

Relieving.