They hadn't gotten much sleep, but it was good enough. And it was gonna have to last them a little longer, for that matter. Gwen and Owen are both used to this sort of erratic sleep schedule, for different reasons, but it's been a lot longer since Owen's had to deal with it. Especially like this. He's lucky as hell that Gwen is here, and that there are other people helping him to deal with this right now.

But all of his exhaustion evaporates, all of it, just disappears as if he never noticed it in the first place when he walks into Blue's room behind Gwen. God, that's the most beautiful thing in the world right now: Blue awake and looking at him, even if she's still a mess, barely moving under her own steam. It's a win he's gonna take; from this point on, he's damn certain her condition won't do anything but improve.

And then her eyes fill with tears, doing something to Owen's heart that's so much worse then any of the anger he's felt over the past week.

"Hey... hey..." He crouches down enough by her bedside that he can wrap her up in a tight hug, not quite pulling her out of Omega's grasp -- he's got Blue's left hand locked in his own -- but surrounding her just for a minute like she's just a little thing all over again. Owen's physical affection, though by no means absent, rarely extends this far with his girls. But if there's ever a time to break tradition, good lord, this is it.

"It's okay. Easy. You have nothing to be sorry about, Blue. Do you understand?"