Dr. Davis had just left the waiting room to let us know that Gabi and that baby were out of danger. It had been a long wait, but it was finally over. Nick was giving me that evil eye, like always. Sonny had stayed with me all night and I was just happy to get that. He had found the letter I never gave to him and we talked for a while, waiting for news about my daughter. She was going to be ok, and I think that I have never prayed so hard about anything in my life and to have this man I love more than, words by my side made it bearable. I am finally feeling exhausted, but I am not sure if I can make it to my dorm room or my mom's either. I am about to curl up on the couch right here in the waiting room, when Sonny comes to me.

Sonny: Will, hey-they said Gabi is resting and I gave them my numbers, let's go home.

Will: Home? (I know I am sleep deprived, but did he just say home?)

Sonny: Yes, home. You are extremely tired and need some rest. Come on.

He helps me off the couch and we head out in the direction of his place-our place. We head inside and he is startled because his alarm clock is going off, and playing a song as we come in.

You've got someone here
Wants to make it all right
Someone to love you more
Than I have right here
You've gotta bring it on and I'll hold you tight
A hand to lead you on through the night right here
I know your heart can get
All tangled up inside
But don't you keep it to yourself

When your long day is over
And you can barely drag your feet
When the weight of the world
Is on your shoulders
I know what you need
Bring it on home to me

You know I know you
Like the back of my hand
You know I'm gonna do
All that I can right here
Gonna lie with you
Till you fall asleep
When the morning comes
I'm still gonna be right here
Yes, I am
(Ooooooooooooo)
So take your worries and
Just drop them at the door
Baby, leave it all behind

When your long day is over
And you can barely drag your feet
When the weight of the world
Is on your shoulders
I know what you need
Bring it on home to me

Baby, let me be your safe harbor
Don't let the water come
And carry you away

When your long day is over
And you can barely drag your feet
When the weight of the world
Is on your shoulders
I know what you need
Bring it on home to me

Oh, bring it on home
Oh, bring it on home to me
Home to me
Oh, bring it on, bring it on home
to me

You've got someone here wants
To make it all right
Someone who loves you more
Than life right here

He smiles at me, because I have this silly look on my face regarding the fact he was listening to country music.

Sonny: I took it from my Mom, I liked the song. I reminded me of us, coming home, here.

Will: I wish, I hadn't messed up, this could have been our home.

Sonny: That's why I asked you to come back with me. I still want you here, with me.

Will: You mean it?

Sonny: Yes, I mean it. I have missed you, more than you could ever know, Will.

Will: Sonny-I want nothing more than another chance with you, for us to be, US-again, but what about-him?

Sonny: Him? Who are you talking about?

Will: I know I am sleep deprived, but I know about you and Brian, you don't have to pretend, I lied to you, you don't have to repay me with one.

Sonny: I wouldn't lie to you about Brian, we are just friends, as far as I am concerned. He wants it to be more, and there will never be more.

Will: According to him, it is more, a lot more. ( I get up and pace the room and Sonny, my handsome Sonny furrows his brow) He came up to me at the pub and made sure that I heard all about it. That you had spent the night with him.

Sonny: Will, look at me please. (I look him square in the eyes-which are filled with regret and shame) I went to his place after we kissed at the coffee-house, but I didn't have sex with him, I promise that. I couldn't, I don't love him.

Will: If you say you didn't, I believe you.

Sonny: (moving closer to me) I didn't. I don't want any other man, I only want you. I only have ever wanted you.

I am blushing, I know I am, I can tell by the look on his face. He has me exactly where he wants me-where I want to be. He slips his arms around me, the way always used to and pulls me in for a kiss. It was like the one at the Pub, last August and the one we had the first time we made love, all rolled into one. I try to relax into it, but I am so scared that this is like all the dreams I've had the past few weeks that I don't let myself hope that it is real. That is until I feel him pull me up against him. He wants me so damn much, it hurts, I know that look. I've seen it before-and it's probably just as much as I want him.

Will: Sonny, we don't have to...(but his stops me with a kiss, and then another)

I respond by deepening the kisses, until our tongues are dancing, and the kissing starts to get a little sloppy. I feel that we are both a bit over dressed for this, and I take off my hoodie and t-shirt, he smiles and takes off his t-shirt as well. Then we are standing chest to chest and I can feel his heart beating next to mine. It has been so long since I have felt like this, I want to savior every moment of it. We are inching our way to that bed, the bed we shared for months, night after night, we made love, shared dreams and made promises in that wonderful bed. As we are kissing, I feel his hands going for my belt and it makes my breath hitch just a moment, I am almost in disbelief that I am here with Sonny and we are about to makelove-I let him unbuckle my jeans, exposing the little bit of skin, that he loved to play with, while we were in bed together. How I longed to feel him touch me there again. I close my eyes in anticipation of it. Then there it is, his fingers first, inching their way to that place, it makes me breathe just a little faster, and it also makes me want to get him undressed a little faster too.

He helps me out of jeans, and I his. We are standing there in just our boxers, and we climb into the bed. He kisses the skin just between my neck and shoulder-which drives me crazy. He has that look in his eyes, which makes his cocoa color-go a shade darker. He is mischeivous-like a little boy playing somewhere he shouldn't. I am putty in his hands. I want him to do anything he wants to me at this point. I have missed this so much, just being in the same room with him-makinglove with him, is like winning the lottery.

We are at the point, where my world gets blurry-I am feeling things-at a heightened scene. He takes me and turns me, so he can have entry-I am holding on to the pillows for dear life. He finds a pace that we both are comfortable with, and that will last longer than the 5 minutes it may have other wise. He takes him time, to make sure we both are well satisfied. There are incredible sounds coming from him, I have never heard before, and it is making it hard for me not, to want to finish myself. He reaches him peak and I am right behind him. We collapse onto the bed in a heap. Both breathless and sweaty. He pulls me to him, and kiss me. I smile back at him.

Sonny: I love you, Will.

Will: I love you, too, Sonny.

Sonny: And Welcome home.