It was almost two in the morning when Steph found herself outside Jason's apartment. Letting herself in with the key he had given her, she felt relief to find the heating on. Wiping the stray tears from her face, she looked around for Jason.
Heading to the bedroom, she shrugged out of her clothing and put on one of Jason's oversized shirts. She needed him right now. Crawling into bed, Jason woke up long enough to envelop her in his arms and pull her close, soothing her.
"I've got you, Steph. It's okay, my love," Jason whispered, spooning her closely.