"Yeah, and he was supposed to wear it for an entire year but Marshall let him off the hook after a little over a mo..." Ted stopped mid-word and shifted in his chair to watch Lily walk back from her visit with Barney. She was sniffling and wiping at her cheeks, and immediately upon rejoining the group she slumped down in the chair next to Marshall and buried her face in his arm.

James smiled apologetically at Ted, said, "Well I guess that's my cue," stood up from his chair, and quickly disappeared down the hallway.

"Ted," Robin mumbled, her head resting on his shoulder, "What did you say to him?"

"What do you mean?" he asked. He glanced downwards to look at her and their faces were mere inches apart, the urge to kiss her rose up within him, but he resisted it.

"Barney. What did you say to Barney?" she clarified.

"Oh, I mostly just told him that I love him and need him, and some other sappy stuff that he would probably have rolled his eyes at if he had been awake. You?"

"About the same," she whispered back. "I told him that I was proud of the person he's become. Also that I miss him and wish that we had stayed better friends after the divorce. Stuff like that."

Ted nodded his head understandingly. "What about you, Marshall?" he asked, breaking eye-contact with Robin and moving his gaze to Marshall and Lily who were sitting in the row of chairs across from them.

Marshall wrapped his arm behind Lily's shoulder, whilst shrugging. "Basically the same, except, you know, I didn't tell him that I wished we had stayed better friends after our divorce, but ya' know." Robin chuckled at him and Ted felt his own lips curl upwards. "What did you say, Lilypad?" he asked the whimpering ball of Lily in his arms.

She began wiping at her cheeks and nose again as she looked up and whispered, "Not much. Just that he'd better not have any damn brain damage."

Ted's smile grew as an image of petite little Lily standing over Barney's comatose body whisper-shouting at him that he'd have hell to pay if his brain wasn't ship-shape popped into his head. Ted hoped that her warning had somehow gotten through to him, Lily could be extremely menacing when she wanted to be.

Ted felt one of the cell phones in his pockets begin buzzing and he scrambled to fish it out and answer it. It turned out to be his own phone that was vibrating, and it turned out to be Penny who was calling him. Poor thing, he had been so busy and upset that he had forgotten to keep his children posted. They were probably worried sick. Ted felt a brand new wave of guilt wash over him.

"Hi, sweetheart," he whispered into the phone. Robin took her head off his shoulder and scooted further away in her chair to give him the slightest hint of privacy.

"Hi, dad. I know that it's probably dumb of me to call but it's been awhile and Luke and I just want to know what's going on."

"Yeah, I'm sorry that I haven't called you. Things have been kind of crazy. We're at the hospital right now."

"Oh my God, why?" The pitch of her voice rose dramatically and her breaths grew just a tad bit more frequent.

"Your Uncle Barney jumped into the Hudson."

"He...jumped...into the Hudson?" Ted couldn't tell whether she was worried, amused, or peeved off. Sometimes his daughter was incredibly difficult to read.

"Yeah, and he almost drowned. So now the doctors are keeping him in a comatose state and we're all just waiting around for him to be woken up so we can see whether or not he has brain damage." Ted didn't often sugarcoat things when it came to his children. He viewed it as belittling them; and he knew that they had been through enough and were mature enough they could swallow the un-sugary versions of things. He was surprised that he had managed to get those words out without too much difficulty this time around, though. He guessed that it was because he'd had enough time to calm down and accept the worst-case scenario for what it was, as painful as it was.

"Wow," Penny exhaled, her voice grew softer as she proceeded to mumble unintelligibly, repeating back what her father had just told her. "Sorry, dad," she said, speaking more loudly now, "Luke just wanted to know what you said."

"Yeah, I figured."

"Hey, dad?"

"Yeah, Pen'?"

She hesitated for a moment and Ted felt his stomach twist in on itself. He was programmed to expect bad news of some sort. Instead, Penny whispered, "I love you."

Ted laughed a little, his daughter wasn't normally so mushy. It was a welcome surprise after the day he'd had. "I love you too, sweetheart."

"Don't worry about getting home tonight, I can handle Luke. I'll make sure he's in bed by ten." The other end of the line was filled with a short screaming match between his children before Penny resumed the conversation, acting as though nothing had happened. "So you just stay there as long as you need to, dad. But, um...when he wakes up please call me, okay? I want to know if he's okay."

"Of course," Ted whispered, "Thank you. Stay safe, don't do anything stupid."

"You mean like jump into a river?"

"Yeah, exactly. Your uncle is a terrible example. From now I'm just going to say, don't do anything that Barney would do."

Penny snickered and Ted felt his own mood grow a bit lighter, as well. One of Penny's best qualities was that she always seemed to know how to lift him out of the dumps. She was a blessing. "Sounds good, dad. See you soon, or, you know, whenever."

"Yeah, see you soon, Penny. Tell Luke I say hi, and that I love him."

"Okay, will do."

The line went silent and Ted tucked his phone back into his pocket. His eyes met Robin's and she smiled at him. "You're so cute, all fatherly-like."

"Am I?"

She nodded her head, "You've always been such a dad that's it's a relief that you actually have some kids now. It's less creepy that way."

He grinned at her and shrugged his shoulders. "Okay, but my dad jokes have always been funny."

She rolled her eyes and mumbled, "Correction, they've always been funny to you and only you."

"Hey, guys, um...speaking of dads...," Marshall interrupted, directing their attention with a tilted nod of his head.

"Over here!" Ted called, trying to toe the line between trying not to be disruptive and trying to grab Jerome's attention.

The eighty-four year-old man waved back at Ted and hurried over to where the four of them were sleepily lounging in the uncomfortable waiting room chairs. "Hello," he said, glancing back and forth between the two couples. He shifted uncomfortably when his eyes fell onto Robin, who had taken to resting her head on Ted's shoulder again. She stared down bashfully and lifted her head off of Ted's shoulder, giving him an apologetic smile. Ted understood, of course it was awkward for her to have the father of her ex-husband see her with her new boyfriend. "Are we allowed to see him now?"

"Yeah, but only one at a time and James is in there with him now so when he gets back you can go to his room," Ted explained.

"Oh, okay, good," Jerome whispered, taking a seat in a chair a few spaces away from where Lily was seated. The group fell quiet for a while, none of them entirely comfortable in the older man's presence. Finally Jerome himself broke the silence by asking them, "So...how is he?"

Ted kept his mouth shut, opting for someone else to take on the burden of answering this particular question. He'd just had this conversation with his daughter and he really didn't want to have it again.

"Blue," Robin mumbled.

"Yeah, that about sums it up," Lily mused, nodding her head solemnly. "Blue."

"He looks dead," Marshall finally whispered, Ted was hardly able to hear him from where he sat.

Lily glared at her husband and shook her head, disapprovingly. "But he isn't. And that's what's most important."

"Okay, but come on, Lily. I've seen corpses look less dead."

Lily's eyes grew harder and she kept on shaking her head at him. "Marshall Erikson, I love you, honey, but shut the hell up, please."

Marshall smiled at her softly and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear before giving her a kiss on her nose. "I know. It was just hard...seeing him like that, you know?"

Lily nodded, cupping his chin in her hands and pecking him on the lips. "I know, baby, it was...scary. I don't think I've ever even seen Barney stay still for more than five minutes before."

"When do the doctors think he's going to wake up?" Jerome asked, his voice now slightly more trepidatious as he likely felt like he was interrupting a "moment".

"They said in twelve hours like, what...two hours ago?" Robin answered, glancing at Ted so he'd help her out.

"Yeah, I think that's right," he offered. As soon as the words had left Ted's mouth, James appeared strolling down the hallway towards them.

Jerome rose to his feet and stared at Ted expectantly. Ted wasn't sure why he felt that he needed his permission, but he casually nodded his head to give him the go-ahead.

"Ted, Ted, TED!"

He was on a rollercoaster. Or no, maybe there was an earthquake. His eyes slowly blinked open and he found himself eye-to-eye with Robin Scherbatksy, who was, in his defense, at least a magnitude 7 on the Richter scale.

"Whaa...?" he dazedly murmured, the intrusive white lights of the hospital burning his retinas.

"He's awake!"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm awake," he mumbled, "Gosh, be cool, Robin, damn."

Robin rolled her eyes at him, a huge grin still plastered on her face. "Not you, idiot. Barney!"

Ted suddenly snapped to life, rapidly forgetting his fatigue and the searing pain in his eyeballs. "Really!?" he squealed, his voice so high-pitched it could have very easily belonged to his daughter. Robin nodded, enthusiastically. Ted's vision cleared enough that he finally realized that the nurse from earlier, Harper, was looming over him, with a smile nearly as large as Robin's on her face. "I wanna see him, can I see him!?" he asked, practically bouncing up and down in his seat.

"Only two people are going to be allowed in his room at the moment," the nurse replied, "It's up to all of you to decide who those two people will be. Sorry to have to keep making you fight amongst yourselves."

Ted wanted to be a gentleman, but more than that, he wanted to be able to talk to Barney, so he ignored Robin's peeved off look and rose his hand into the air. "Ooh, me! Put me in coach!"

"We already decided who's going first while you were asleep," Marshall told him.

Ted's face fell and his arm dropped back down onto his lap. "Oh..."

"Sorry, buddy, you snooze you lose...Literally."

"Yeah, so, we decided that James gets to be one of the ones to go in first, because he had to wait so long the first time around and he's, ya' know, Barney's brother and all. And then, the person who gets to go in with him is...," Lily paused for a moment to add to the suspense before she shouted out, "You! Congrats, Ted."

Ted hoped into the air, his fist raised triumphantly. "Yes! God, I love you guys! Thank you." He clapped his hands together and grinned at James, who was standing next to the nurse, waiting for him. "Let's do this thing." He groggily stumbled forward with a contradictory jaunty bounce in his step. The nurse laughed and held her hand out to stop him.

"Not so fast, first I need to tell you all the good news."

"I like the sound of that!" Lily exclaimed, "Please proceed."

"Well, it doesn't seem like he has any brain damage. He's still a bit out of it, but he knows who he is and why he's here, and honestly, it's just...well it's a miracle, really."

Ted glanced back at Robin and she smiled up at him knowingly. For once, she didn't say that there were no such things as miracles. Ted honestly wasn't that surprised, he didn't know how anyone, even Robin, could deny that this was a miracle.

"That's incredible," James whispered, an awestruck expression on his face.

"Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh!" Lily shouted, throwing her arms around her husband and giggling with glee. She quickly turned to look at Ted and James and playfully shook her finger at them. "Why are you still here!? Hurry up, I want to see him!"

Ted smiled back at her and clapped his hands together, ecstatically. "You've got it, Lil'!" He looked over at James, set his hand on his shoulder, and urged him forward. "Let's get a move on!"

James nodded and Nurse Harper began to quickly walk towards Barney's room, beckoning for the pair to follow her. Ted didn't linger at the door like he had the first time around, no, this time he burst through the door and sauntered right on over to Barney's bedside.

"Ted," Barney whispered, his voice hoarse and exhausted. He wasn't looking at Ted as he said it, he was simply staring at the wall across from him.

Ted felt a little discouraged, but he remained fairly cheerful, anyway. However, when James walked into the room and Barney's instantly glanced at him, a faint smile on his exhausted face, Ted's heart fell. Barney wasn't happy to see him. He probably would've preferred it if Lily or Marshall were here in his place. That stung.

"Hey, Barney!" James exclaimed, waving at him, and brushing past Ted so that he could stand over his brother.

James leaned downwards and Barney weakly pulled him into a hug. "Good to see you," he whispered.

Ted loomed behind James, nervously plucking at the hem of his t-shirt. He wanted so very badly to hug Barney too, he wanted it more than anything. He felt like he would be able to find peace again if only he could feel Barney's arms around him for just a few brief, comforting seconds. But Barney didn't want him in his arms, he didn't even want to be near him. His eyes began to fill with moisture and he soon felt tears begin to creep down his cheeks. He felt like a fool, standing there crying. Everything was so much better than he would've dared dream it to be a few hours ago, but yet he still wasn't satisfied. He was a selfish bastard and the fact that Barney was alive and well wasn't enough for him. He was too hung up on the fact that he wasn't wanted. He was still making everything about him. He loathed himself and he loathed his stupid, selfish tears, but yet he couldn't keep them inside.

"Barney," he finally whispered, stepping past James so that he could have a better view of the hospital bed. "I'm so sorry...Please forgive me, Barney. I need you to forgive me. Please. I've been so worried about you..."

Barney finally looked at him for the first time, he seemed to be trying to appear pissed-off, but he was too frail to pull it off, and instead looked like he was about to faint. "Ted...I really want to be mad at you for a little bit longer, so just...just...okay?"

Ted felt his heart instantly begin to soar, and a laugh bubbled up in his throat. He finally gave in and threw his arms around Barney's fragile frame. "No can dosville, baby doll."

Barney grinned at him, and reluctantly returned the hug. "You're an ass, Ted."

"I know," Ted whispered, keeping his arms around Barney until the hug was beyond the point of awkward. "But you've always liked a nice ass."

"Wow, Ted, watch it or I'm really going to start thinking that you're gay for my baby brother," James joked. "I mean, I just texted Tom a series of kissy-face emojis, but this is still by far the gayest conversation I've seen all day."

Barney laughed, coughed for a minute, and then started laughing again. "Ugh, duh, Ted is totally gay for me, who wouldn't be? I can turn any straight man gay with a single glance."

Ted snickered and rolled his eyes. "Please, if anyone is gay for anyone, you're gay for me. Remember back when I started dating that girl, Holli, and I texted you and Marshall that I was having gay dreams about my best friend?" Barney nodded. "You totally wanted them to be about you! That was weird!"

Barney's pale, still slightly blue, face took on a reddish hue as he slowly shook his head. "I just wanted to prove to Marshall that I'm totally obviously the more desirable of the two of us, okay?"

"Rigggghhhht," Ted mumbled.

"Barney, have you ever told Ted that...," James began.

"SSsssssshhhhh. Ssh. Ssh. Jamesssssss!" Barney hissed, glaring at his brother, and shaking his head with as much force as he could muster.

"What!?" Ted asked caught off guard. He glanced between Barney and James with a hopeful expression on his face.

"Oh, Barney, grow up. He's your best friend, he's not going to care."

"Care about what? I won't care. I'm your best friend," Ted rambled, turning his pleading eyes back onto Barney as he waited with bated breath.

Barney shook his head, an odd expression on his face. He suddenly seemed kind of down. Ted remembered for the first time that this was a man who had just tried to commit suicide. So far the three of them had done such a bang-up job ignoring that terribly dismal truth, but there it was, staring Ted in the face again.

James sighed and shrugged his shoulders. "Sorry, Ted, if Barney doesn't want you to know, I'm under an obligation to not tell you."

"Damn," Ted muttered, snapping his fingers in frustration. He quickly shot Barney a smile, however, and said, "That's alright. I was going to open up to Barney in return and tell him a really big secret that I haven't told anyone...but I guess we'll both just keep our secrets to ourselves now, then."

Barney's eyes widened and Ted could practically smell his gullibility in the air around them. "Aw, Ted...," he mumbled, frowning.

"Sorry, but, you know, I only share my secrets quid pro quo," Ted said, shrugging his shoulders in a repentant fashion.

"Well fine, then you can keep your cruddy secret," Barney mumbled, "I bet it's stupid, anyway."

"Sure, it is, Barney. Sure it is." Silence fell over the room again and Ted could hear the mood in the room audibly drop. "Barney...did you really want to die?" he finally asked, it came out extremely bluntly and he winced as soon as the words left his mouth.

Barney didn't seem bothered by the question, he simply shrugged his shoulders and whispered, "Yeah. I guess. I mean...I don't know, Ted. I feel okay now, but I'm not okay. You know? It seems stupid now, but when I did it I knew what I was doing and it felt like the right decision and stuff."

"But...are you glad that you're still alive?"

Barney smiled at him weakly. "No." He waited for a moment before adding, "Sorry to disappoint."

"Barney...," Ted whispered, gazing at him sadly. "Fine. Okay. I don't need you to be happy you're alive but I do need you to promise me one thing."

"I won't try it again, Ted. I do regret what I did, like kind of a lot, but only because I feel bad for putting you all through this. So, even if I do eventually feel like taking a dip in another river, I promise I won't, because I know you'd all start sobbing like a bunch of adolescent girls having their first period and I doubt that anyone wants to see that again."

"Oh, you don't even know the half of it, Barney. You should have seen me in the waiting room earlier, I was a blubbering baby. I had a panic attack and everything."

Barney raised an eyebrow, grinning ever-so-slightly. "Really?" he asked, clearly pleased, "You were that worried?"

"Yeah, duh, of course, I was. Barney, you may not realize it, but we all love you so damn much. You've been my friend for twenty-nine years! Twenty-nine years! At this point I can't even begin to fathom life without you around...And I'm just..." Ted had to stop talking for a moment as tears began to stream down his cheeks at a humiliating rate. His voice was gurgled with raw emotion when he tried to complete his thought. "Even if you aren't glad that you're alive, I am. So, so glad. So glad..."

Barney's eyebrows were quivering and his eyes were shimmering with moisture as he mumbled, "God, Ted, you really are such a baby. Stop it, you're embarrassing." Barney fell silent for a moment as he quietly wiped at his cheeks and stared at Ted pensively. "Who am I kidding?" he whispered, "You're flattering me, I love it, please go on."

Ted laughed, and sat down on the side of Barney's bed, there was only a teeny bit of space, so they were even closer than they had been when they slept in the same bed together the night before. "You're awesome, Barney. Never even think about taking your awesomeness away from me ever again."

"Wow, Ted. You're right. It must've been really hard for you to think that the most awesome person you know was going to die. I feel sorry for you."

Ted laughed and awkwardly placed his hand on Barney's cheek. He wasn't sure why he did it, he just knew that he wanted to. Barney still looked so cold and discolored that he just wanted to warm him up and bring some pink back into his cheeks. Barney didn't pull away from his touch, he simply smiled back at him. Ted wanted to think of something else to say, something legendary, but his thought process was put to a stop when James finally spoke up and said, "As much as I hate to say this, we've been in here for almost twenty minutes, Ted. We should probably give someone else the chance to come in." Ted glanced back at him, frowned, and reluctantly nodded his head.

"Wait, who else is here?" Barney asked, sulking as Ted dropped his hand, stood back up, and took a step away from him.

"The ushe'," Ted answered, shrugging, "Lily, Marshall, Robin."

"And your dad," James added, "Although he went to call his wife like an hour ago and no one's seen him since."

"Oh," Barney whispered, his lips pursed and his eyes downcast as a conflicted expression took over his features.

"Who do you want us to send in next? We have to do it Noah style."

"Noah...?"

"Two at a time."

"Okay, then, Robin and Lily, I guess. But then Marshall might get his tighty-whities in a bunch, though...Just let whoever wants to come, come. It wouldn't be cool of me to choose between them."

"But...you just did."

"It wouldn't be cool, Ted."

Ted grinned and nodded his head. "Understood. See you soon, Barney."

"Bye, bro. Love you," James said, as he stepped towards the door, pushed it open, and held it as Ted walked through.

Ted strolled down the hallway and back to the waiting room with a smile the size of the Empire State Building on his face. He felt like he could take on the world. As long as the world still had Barney Stinson in it, then he felt like the world was his.

"Hello, ladies and gentlemen," he said, grinning at his friends as he took his seat next to Barney.

"Geez you're chipper," Lily stated, setting down a magazine she had been flipping through and staring at Ted with wide, expectant eyes. "Must've been a good visit."

"Yeah, how is he?" Marshall questioned, his excitement evident in his voice.

"Better than expected," James replied, sitting down next to Lily.

"Yeah," Ted agreed, "I mean, he's obviously depressed or whatever, but we had a really good talk. We both hugged and cried and stuff, it was really nice."

"I thought they were going to make-out," James mumbled, picking up the magazine that Lily had discarded.

Lily laughed and rose to her feet, gleefully clapping her hands together. "Oh, that's so great to hear!"

"I know, right? I never thought they'd relieve all that sexual tension between them," Marshall joked, snickering and holding his hand up to Lily for a high-five, which she freely provided.

Robin laughed then patted Ted's arm as an apology for doing so. "Lily, we should go have our own heartfelt visit, come on," she prompted as she began to stand up.

Ted smirked, knowing that Barney would be happy with the decision the group had seemingly made. "Have fun!" he called as the girls began to disappear down the hallway. He really wished that he could be a fly on the wall for their visit. Mostly because he already missed being at Barney's side.

"He can't walk?"

"No, not now."

"But he'll be able to soon, right?"

"Yeah, hopefully tomorrow."

"Oh, okay, okay. Well, that's good."

"Yeah," Robin paused and gently set a hand on Ted's lap. "He asked me to ask you for a favor."

Ted smiled at her and nodded his head. "Shoot."

"He wants you to start preparing Ellie's funeral for him. He said he doesn't think he's going to feel up to it anytime soon and he doesn't want to let too much more time pass."

Ted nodded his head again, frowning this time around. "I'll do that, then. I've been meaning to, but...well, you know."

"Things have been insane?"

"Things have been very, very insane."

"And you know, I'll help you with the preparations too, just say the word."

"Okay, thanks, Robin."

"Sure."

"So...what else did you talk to him about?"

Robin shrugged and smiled at him. "Oh, you know, just about how I'm still head-over-heels in love with him and think we should probably get remarried, stuff like that."

"Robin...," Ted mumbled, not very amused. "He really is still head-over-heels in love with you, so making a joke like that...I don't know, it feels wrong."

Robin rolled her eyes and shook her head at him. "Ted, Barney's fine with it. He gave us his blessing."

"Wait, really?" Ted questioned, wide-eyed.

"Yeah, his exact words were, and I quote, "Don't be too public-y about your displays of affection, because that would be ewww, but other than that, you're the two people that I love most in the world and if you make each other happy, than I'm happy for you.""

Ted's jaw dropped, and he felt another sprig of tears threaten to spirt out of his eyes. He knew that it must've been extremely hard for Barney to bring himself to say that, and he appreciated it more than he could ever express. "Wow..."

"I know, I was surprised too."

"Yeah...wow...," Ted repeated, dumbly.

"And Lily promised not to tell anyone that we're Barney's favorites, so that's good."

Ted laughed and gave Robin a chaste peck on the cheek to celebrate. "I'm head-over-heels in love with you."

"Hey, lovebirds!" Marshall called, walking back into the waiting room after his visit with Barney. Jerome was trailing after him, having finally been located and prompted to take the final spot in Barney's visiting schedule.

"Hey!" Ted called back. "How was it?"

"Good, great, good. He was pretty tired, though. You guys wore him out, jerks."

"It was that make-out sesh with Ted that did it," James stated, nodding his head knowingly.

"Yeah, sorry," Ted said, shrugging, "I should have known that he wasn't really up for it."

"Yeah, well, I think he's asleep now. He said that we should all go home."

"But..."

"He's right, Ted. What good is hanging around in the waiting room while he sleeps going to do?" Robin asked.

"Fine," Ted mumbled, "Can you take a cab home?"

Robin nodded her head, a slightly confused look on her face. "Yeah, sure."

"I'm going to stay here."

"Ted..."

"I don't think I'd be able to breathe if I go home without him...I'd be too worried."

Robin smiled at him and gave him a quick kiss before rising to her feet. "Okay, Ted. Take good care of him. I'll be back soon."

Lily also stood up, and quickly joined Marshall. "Love you, Ted," she said, smiling sweetly, "I'm glad you're staying with him, that sets my mind at ease."

He nodded his head and smiled back at her. "Go get some rest, you old biddies."

Soon he was alone. Sitting in the same uncomfortable chair he had been sitting in for hours, staring at the same wilting plant he had been staring at for hours. He had already called Penny and told her the good news. She'd been fine with him staying at the hospital. He hadn't really been worried that she'd be upset with him, he knew that she wouldn't be.

He stood up, just to stretch his legs at first, but soon he found that he was moving with a particular destination inside him. He was fairly certain that he wasn't allowed to go into Barney's room right now, but no one tried to stop him, so he managed to quietly sneak in and shut the door behind him.

Barney was asleep on the bed, his chest rhythmically rising and falling. It was a bit disconcerting for Ted to see him like that, as he looked very similar to how he had looked when he was comatose. He wasn't nearly as blue right now, though, so that was comforting, at least.

Ted took a seat on one of the chairs along the wall in the room, and simply watched Barney sleep for a moment, he felt like a creeper, but it felt good to be in the same room as him again. As long as he had his eyes on Barney, he knew, for certain, that he wasn't going anywhere. He just wanted to keep Barney in his field of vision so that he could rest assured that his heart was still beating.

He eventually found himself yawning and he tried to get comfortable enough in the chair to fall asleep, but his efforts went unrewarded. He stared longingly at Barney's bed before he finally got up and moved to it. He was extremely careful not to disrupt Barney as he crept into the bed next to him.

It was a tight fit, but his efforts were rewarded and he was out cold mere minutes later.

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