Spencer rubbed his knuckles across his wet eyes. The tears, they wouldn't stop coming. He felt slim arms wrap around his torso from behind and pull him close. He resisted for a token few seconds before melting into her. His shoulders shook.
"Shhh," Emily whispered, stroking his hair.
That broke him. He started sobbing. He couldn't even do that right, they came out broken. His whole body shook. Emily wrapped herself around him tighter and made more soothing noises.
He turned his head into her chest and buried himself into her. His tears soaked her top. Emily's heart broke for him. Heck, hers wasn't doing too good either.
"It isn't a death sentence," she whispered into his ear, rubbing his back.
A phone call had come yesterday. It was Diana's doctor. Her medication had stopped being effective and she'd had a psychotic break. Thankfully, there weren't any injuries except for a few bruises to nurses. Nothing worse than that but it was Diana. She wasn't responding to her new medication.
Spencer was completely distraught. This was something he couldn't control, never had been able to control. It was always tearing him apart and normally it was in the background, always humming. Not today.
He didn't even know why this one hit him so hard. This had happened before and her doctors always managed to get her stable again and they had confirmed that they would find something. They were brilliant at their job. Why was this hitting him so hard?
He couldn't catch his breath. He was starting to panic. His breath came out in gasps. Emily moved him so his more upright.
"Calm down," she said lowly. "Deep breaths. In, out. In, out."
"That doesn't help," he muttered weakly but obeyed her and took deep breaths.
In, out. In, out.
Slowly, his breathing evened out. Emily kept rubbing his back, knowing it helped ground him. Where would he be without her?
"Alone and miserable," she teased quietly.
"I love you," Spencer said seriously, looking into her eyes. "Thank you."