It had taken Peter a little while to come around to the idea of visiting Jason in person. He'd called and texted Nadia every day, asking for updates. Making sure Jason was okay, was healing. Recovering.

It had been heartbreaking. They had been so close to a breakthrough that night during the show, their conversation backstage. That final, tender kiss. No -- not final. They still have a chance. There is still hope.

He steps into the room and closes the door behind him. "Jason..." he says, sounding lost. Sounding broken. "I'm --" But he's not sure what to say. There are no words for how he's feeling right now.