Losing Soap was like a punch to the gut, the empty feeling in your chest ached like a part of your heart had gotten lost somewhere. It was crumbling without him.

Your lips were dry, without his to kiss. And your eyes were wet, without him to see.

But here he is, in front of you, flesh and blood. He holds out his arms for your embrace.

"Come 'ere.." He smiles, and the blood you saw on his body feels like only a faint vision now. He's alive.