Focus on the now. There is no danger here. This is real. These and more mantras kept playing over and over in Blue's ears, refusing to let her sink back into the recesses of memory, where lurked demons with sharp teeth. She followed Omega into the bathroom, which was reasonably sized for this sort of place, and wiggled out of her damp shorts, straightening to allow Omega to peel her out of her tank-top.

For some reason, the steam already rising from the hot running water kept her from feeling too...exposed, and Blue gingerly stepped into the bathtub, immediately ducking her head underneath the spray. But she didn't hesitate to turn around the instant she felt movement behind her, sliding her wet arms around Omega's torso and burrowing into his possessive embrace.

She had to keep him safe. Contained. Out of reach from the demons in his own head, always ready and willing to sink their poisoned fangs into him and drag him back into that pit of black despair and boundless rage. And if that meant doing her damned best to face her own, then so be it. She would face them, then.

For him.