Sorry for the wait and how sort this chapter is. I'm working at setting the mood for their relastionship. Anyways I hope you enjoy, and remember, reviews keep me going :)

Martin found it hard to get out of bed and live from day to day. He constantly had to live with the shame of what happened. And now he was also faced with the decision on whether or not to go back to the FBI.

Danny was taking care of him. Making sure he ate when he got too depressed to eat. Made sure he took his medicine and helped him sleep when the nightmares came back. It was nice to have someone around to take care of him.

"How are you feeling?" Danny asked when he came home. He stilled continue to work, though he would leave around five every day to make sure Martin was okay. The same way he called periodically to make sure he was doing well.

"Alright," he was lying on the couch rapped in a blanket staring off into space, "How was your day."

"Pretty good, not much has been happening lately. Did you eat?"

Martin nodded glumly, "I had some of the pasta Vivian sent over, the bowls still in the sink," he said seeing Danny's questioning look.

"What's wrong," Danny kneeled down in front of him.

"I'm fine," Martin said quietly.

"No, you're not," he sat next to Martin before pulling him into his arms and holding him close, "I can't help if you don't tell me what's wrong."

Martin was silent still, resting his head on Danny's chest and finding comfort in listening to his heartbeat. "Do you think we can start over," he finally spoke.

"Start what over?"

"Our relationship, everything ended up messed up because of what happened to me and I was wondering if we could pretend that all of the stuff before this didn't happen."

"I doubt that's possible, but we can try."

Martin smiled up at him sleepily, "Thank you."

"I have to tell you something first."

"What is it," Martin looked slightly worried.

"When I left that night, it wasn't because I had to get ready for work. Well it partly was but it was mainly because I was scared of what happened. I never felt this way about anyone before and I had no idea how to handle what happened between us, so I left hoping to be able to short it out later. And then you went missing and we found out everything that had happened. I really do love you. I was just never able to tell you until I knew how close I came to losing you."

Martin snuggled closer into the embrace, "It's oaky."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. When we ended in bed together it was like we were unsure of everything because we were rushing into things. That's why I want to start over and take things slow."

Danny beamed at this, "I'd like that."

Martin smiled at him as well falling asleep in his arms. Eventually Danny lifted him up bridal style and laid him on the bad changing him into sleep clothes. He tucked him in and turned off the lights.

He pulled out the sofa bed, that he'd been residing on for the past few months, and made himself comfortable.

Things are finally looking up.

TBC...

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