Baz took a breath and leaned back, wincing for a second. His chest wounds were healing, but Morgana had cut deep. He still had to be careful moving around, or he could re-open some of the wounds. Plus he had to deal with Simon hanging over him all the time. On second thought, maybe that wasn't a bad thing. Simon walked into the room, a large bowl of popcorn in his hands. Baz grinned at him and lifted his arm to the back of the couch. Simon sat down and leaned into Baz's warmth, smiling. Baz and Simon silently watched the movie, which wasn't unusual for them. They found out slightly after their eighth year that they both hate when people talk during movies. Finally, they sat watching the end credits. Neither one wanted to move.
"Simon?" Baz asked, not moving his gaze from off of the screen. Simon gave a small grunt. Baz smiled at that. "I just wanted to say that..." Baz stopped and trailed off, looking unsure of how to proceed. Simon slowly exhaled. Baz smiled to himself and took a deep breath. "I wanted to say that I don't just love you. That word is used far, far too often. It's become so...Normal. I'm not sure what else I could call it though. I'm not sure if there is anything to call it. I just... I'm not sure I could survive without you." hr chuckled quietly, nervously. "I don't even want to think about that." he took another breath and held it for a moment. "You saved my life, Simon, in more ways than one. Not only when we were younger and met for the first time. Not after the Chimera incident. Not after the dragon, or my mother, or even that night in the forest. And not even a few weeks ago. Those weren't the only times. No, you saved my life by just being there. You made my bleak life happy. Exciting. Colorful. Wonderful. And in pretty much every way you could imagine, you saved me." Baz bit his lip to keep it from quivering. He slowly and gently lowered his face into the top of Simons hair, and hugged him tightly. In his arms, Simon let out a soft snore. Baz smiled, and finally allowed himself to be lulled to sleep through Simons soft, even breaths.
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Simon sat bolt up right, panting and sweating. He shakily felt over his chest as though expecting to find a wound.
"Simon" Baz hissed from his left, sounding tense but relieved.
"Nightmare" Simon said without looking at him. Baz nodded in understanding. It was a word the two used a lot, and it had only increased after the Morgana incident, as they called it. Simon continued to shake, cold sweat dripping down his brow. Baz carefully pulled himself out of bed and wandered over to the other side, sitting again. He wrapped Simon in a hug and peppered small kisses down his cheek. He felt Simon relax, and he placed his head on Baz's shoulder. Finally, after a few minutes of quiet, Simon spoke.
"Will they ever stop?"
Baz pursed his lips. He had been waiting for and dreading that question. He shook his head, nose gently bumping against Simons cheek. "No, love. They've never stopped for me"
Simon bowed his head and, sensing his distress, Baz gintly lifted his chin.
"Whatever they're about or however bad they get, I'll always be here for you when you wake up."
Simon nodded and leaned in for a kiss. After parting, the two simply stared at eachother, taking comfort in eachothers presense.
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Penny yawned and prepared to type back a message to Agatha. After going back to America, Agatha had started therapy. As had Penny, but that was beside the point.

Gods, that sucks. I'm sorry. I know you don't want to come back here, after everything. But, I was thinking about, if you wanted, I could come and take a holiday there and maybe stay with you?

She sent the message and waited for a reply while sipping at her tea. After a few seconds, her laptop dinged.

Sure, that sounds like a great idea. When were you thinking?

Maybe next month? I just need to finish up a couple of tests at university, but then the rest I can do online. I could bring Simon if you'd like.

Okay, that's a good time. No, please don't bring him.

Why?

He'll bring Baz. And Baz and I don't exactly... get along.

Well, I didn't think about Baz, but I'm sure it'd be fine. Maybe if you two just talk...?

No. Penny, we've never been friends. I had a crush on him for a while, but we were never really friends. And because of everything in general, I doubt we ever will be. And I think we're both fine with that.

Okay, I get it. Besides, Simon won't want to leave London. He's not a big fan of traveling. Anyways, it's late over here. I'll talk to you later with more details?

Sure. Goodnight.

Goodnight.
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A/N: Okay. Wow. So that's it. I know this chapter was short, but I wanted to explain how each of them were dealing and coping with everything that had happened. Baz and Simon are both having more nightmares, but they have each other. Penny, I imagine, has focused on her school work to distract her and has started going to therapy, as has Agatha. I also wanted to adress Baz and Agathas relationship, so I just did that quickly. I still don't know what I want to do for my next big SnowBaz story. anyways, thanks so much for the endless support. Love you guys! ~The Astronomer Brony