“.. Jesus—“

Micheal blurts out as he’s now suddenly rushing towards you and giving you the biggest hug you think you’ve ever had in your life. As if he hadn’t seen you in a decade.

Something like that at least. He broke the very rule he had been trying to stop others from breaking. But he couldn’t help it; he had watched you die and it broke him in ways he couldn’t describe.

So he went back in time and saved your life, fully aware it would mess up the timeline. He didn’t care.

He didn't care how confused you were as he buried his face into your shoulder. He was just happy to see you alive again. You were standing in front of him, breathing and warm. That's what mattered.