Author's note: Almost all of the fics are slash, however some of them will be pre-slash, implied slash or have no pairing at all. ALL fics will include Griffin and David though :) I hope none of you mind! Now, on with the fic!

Summary: Griffin gets back after several months of disappearance. Pre-slash GriffinxDavid

5/100: Thankful

Never before had he been so happy to hear the sound of someone Jumping. As quickly as he could he got up and ran inside the lair. The bright lights blinded him for a moment, for it had been nearly pitch black outside, but the sight in front of him was worth the pain, anger and loss of the past few months.

Rushing over towards the crouched person, David couldn't help but feel eternally grateful. In the few seconds time it took him to reach the brunette he thanked all the gods he knew and even some he didn't.

"You're alive," he managed to whisper, before he grabbed Griffin by his upper arms. A hiss escaped the slightly shorter male, but it did not prevent David from doing something he otherwise never would have- pulling Griffin in a tight hug.

"You're alive," he managed to get out again, still not believing it. It had been already more than three months since he had last seen the other Jumper. He had pretty much giving up hope on ever seeing him. For days, weeks, months he had searched. Going to every Jumping spot he knew and asking everyone the brunette had ever met and still lived (a saddening amount actually).

"You won't if ya don't let me go."

A relieved chuckle escaped David and he reluctantly let go. When he finally looked a bit better he saw in what shape Griffin actually was, and it worried him largely, but those were worries for later. Right now he had his best friend back. All the anger, the hurt, the loss and the desperation seemed to have dissolved by simply seeing Griffin alive again.

"Let's get you looked after," David said after a moment. He helped Griffin get onto the couch before getting his kit, some bandage, a bottle of asprin and a glass of water. Before the other male had looked slender, but now he was downright skinny with his ribs poking out, he noted as he removed the battered shirt before getting to work.

Griffin wasn't in the best of shapes, but he was back and that was all that mattered to David at this point. Later he would worry and question and hunt and kill, but not now. Definitely not now.