A/N: So this is it guys. Please leave it in your reviews if you liked this story, if you want a sequel, or a totally different story, AU etcetera. Seek and you shall find. Love you all, hope to read you all soon. Also, I've updated a load of chapters so you need to jump back to chapter 28. :)
Simon POV
When Simon awoke he felt amazing. Full of light, light as a cloud, amazing, marvellous amazing. Until he remembered about Baz, and it felt like a ton of bricks. Baz was dead? Or was he... Simon remembered omething about Baz gasping for air, but it was very likely that was a dream...
"Simon! You're awake!" Gasped someone. The mage. Just who he needed- note the sarcasm.
"I'll get Baz." He said, and ran off.
"He's alive then." Simon muttered under his breath, feeling a great sense of relief. No sooner had he muttered did he feel someone holding him close. Baz.
"I thought you'd never wake up." He said with a smirk.
"I like my sleep Pitch." Simon answered, rubbing his eyes.
"Tell me about it." Baz muttered.
"Was that a not-so-much-sex reference?" Asked the mage with distaste. Simon felt his face heat up very quickly. He laughed nervously with shame. Baz laughed full on, that smirk seemed to be on his face permanently. He pulled Baz close. Kissing him to oblivion.
When they pulled away, he asked, still slightly out of breath,
"Are you cured?"
Baz smiled was that gratefully?
"Thanks to you, yes. True love's kiss." Simon felt his jaw drop.
"You've got to be kidding me."
"Nope. You're magick kicked in when you let your grief loose. You saved me Snow."
"I guess we're even then." Baz shrugged.
"I was pretty busy for the week that you were out. Among other things, I did a little digging and sent a letter- well, email- to the woman the mage is sure was both our mothers, and she cleared everything up."
"How so?" Asked Simon nervously.
"Oh Simon, come of it, we're not brothers. My mother found out that after having me she was infertile, so she had someone else's eggs fertilised in a clinic."
"How did the mage not know though?" Asked Baz, as he realised, the mage had left the room.
"She used magick to replace his memories. Smart woman my mother." He said proudly. Simon grinned, pulling Baz to lie on top of his bed sheets beside him. Looking around for the first time and realising they were in their old dorm. Some things never change...
"Do you want to find her?" Asked Simon, kissing Baz's hand and intertwining their fingers.
"I don't know. Right now, I just want to be with you."
"Alright, who are you and what have you done with Baz?" Demanded Simon. Baz hit him with a pillow.
"You're an idiot."
"I'm your idiot though." Added Simon, thoughtfully.
"Always."
"Now what was this about me always being too tired?" Asked Simon mischievously, rolling in a a tangle of sheets until he was above Baz, who was smirking.
"Well..." And kissed him.
"I love you. I've missed you while you've been gone." Baz told him.
"I love you too. Now. Bring. It. On."