Scorpius & Dominique.
The darkness was all around him; it suffocated him and pounded inside his brain. He didn't know how to escape it; he couldn't close his eyes to be free, because he would first have to open them. And he hadn't the strength for that.
But then, like a torch being lit in the deepest of dungeons, like a flower growing in the darkest of caves, her hand slipped into his. Her fingertips' soothing movements caressed his palm, the touch softer than a feather sweeping across a cloud; it pulled at him a bit and guided him home, to the light.