It was slightly later into the morning now, and the joy of Finn's promise towards him had worn off for Leland. Once more, he lay in bed, devastated at the loss of his memories and the ruination of his body. Now, he dreaded being a burden on Finn, as he knew all too well Finn was sincere about taking him home.

He had only been awake for a few hours now, but he was exhausted, albeit he didn't dare go back to sleep. He had already slept through too much, and he feared going unconscious once more could cause him to forget everything. He could barely recall any of the conversations he had been subject to throughout the early morning, sans that one with Finn. He was just about to stop fighting and just drift off when he heard the door open suddenly, jolting him awake. A lanky man with sandy blond hair ran over to him -Siddeley.

"Leland! You're finally awake! I've been waiting for over a week for this-" Siddeley's smile faded when he saw how awful the wounded agent looked.

"Christ, Leland, you look worse than you did comatose." Leland coughed in response.

"I'm bloody half-dead, Sidd, what were you expecting?" This Leland was a lot different than the version Siddeley once knew -there was bitterness, even a bit of malice in his voice. Leland used to be the one who brought out Finn's "fun" side, the one who actually had a life outside of MI6. Siddeley blushed at his remark.

"I -I don't know Leland. I guess when I heard you were awake, I was expecting that to mean you had recovered a little." Leland scoffed.

"Leland, don't be like that. Me and Finn have been holding our breath waiting for you to wake up." Leland only gave him a stormy expression in response.

"Finn said this morning he managed to get through to you." Leland's face softened.

"He... He did... but I thought about what he said. And now it's no comfort." Siddeley jarringly smiled at this before sitting down in the chair next to Leland's hospital bed.

"Ah, and now I'm getting through to you!"

"No you're bloody not, because that's all I'm bloody saying."

"Will you at least tell me what he said?" Silence.

"I'll just ask him, then." Siddeley got up, leaving Leland alone once again. When he came back once more, he had Finn with him.

"Sidd, you need to go easy on him. He's been through a lot."

"Oh, you should have seen him though. Was he being an arsehole with you?"

"Siddeley, he's grieving and he's not exactly in a clear state of mind, with getting brain dam-"

"I'm right here, Finn." Finn stopped and immediately went over to him.

"How are you feeling, dear?" Leland's face seemed to soften once more, as if he regretted his behavior. Finn petted his hair -only to be interrupted by Siddeley giggling. The two men looked up at him.

"Finn, what are you doing? You're getting awfully touchy-feely." Finn sighed.

"Siddeley, we're gay."

"What?"

"We've been in a relationship since 1986." Siddeley looked shocked at this revelation -Sidd was smart, sure, but he never had been one to have much common sense.

"Seriously? I never suspected..." It was notable that this entire conversation was between Finn and Siddeley, with no input from Leland. He merely stared off blankly into space. Finn smirked a little.

"Well, Sidd, you learn something new everyday." Siddeley still looked completely stunned. He ran his hand through his blond hair, gawking at the couple -but more so at Leland, who didn't seem to be aware of what was happening.

"Is Leland... okay? I mean, I know he's definitely not okay, but is he relatively okay right now?" Finn looked back at his lover.

"I think he's just tired, Sidd. This has to be very overwhelming for him -especially in the condition he's in, currently." Finn kissed Leland on the forehead, causing the latter to finally close his eyes.

"Hopefully when he wakes up he'll be a little less... testy..." Siddeley remarked.

"Don't count on it, Sidd." Finn studied Leland with an almost longing expression. Siddeley drew closer to the two men.

"Christ, it's so horrible. It's like you're buying into all this crap he's been saying about this being the end of his life." Finn stood up suddenly, startling Siddeley.

"He just woke up a few hours ago and you're acting like he's been like this for years! Bloody hell, give him some time!" Finn had previously explained to Siddeley his various conflicts with Smith while visiting Leland, and this outburst cemented in Siddeley's mind that any perceived or actual direct attacks on Leland and/or Finn's relationship with him would set Finn off. Thus, this was expected, but still jarring -it was if, just for a few seconds, Finn was a different person. Siddeley backed up a little before Finn's expression shifted.

"I'm sorry for that, Siddeley. I guess I forgot about your... unique way of thinking." Siddeley nodded, stepping forward again, studying Finn's face. He wondered to himself if Finn had even been sleeping. He looked so sick. He looked so sick that if you were to tell Siddeley that Zündapp and his men had tortured him like they tortured Leland, he wouldn't be surprised at all. Finn had always looked old -it was Leland who was the youthful one, despite the fact there was only a two year age gap between the two- but now he looked like he was dying, his eyes glassy and accompanied by his usual pastiness being replaced by an eerie pallor. He was missing work because he kept taking days off to see Leland -he used to never miss work. At first, it seemed a little quizzical to Siddeley for someone as studious as Finn to suddenly be disappearing from work constantly to visit his field partner, but now with the revelation the two had been in love for thirty years, it made far more sense. However, as touching as his devotion to Leland was, it sure seemed to be taking a toll on him.

"Finn, how many hours did you sleep last night?"

"Two. But I'm fine running on just a couple hours of sleep -I'm a field agent, after all. Sometimes on undercover missions I don't sleep for days."

"This is different, Finn. It's been weeks and you're under a lot of emotional stress."

"Sidd, I'm fine." Siddeley was unconvinced.

"Finn, I know you don't want to hear this because right now you're all 'oh poor Leland', but you need to focus on your own needs too. Smith, Hagen, even Leland... they're all stressing you out. Don't forget about the fact that this is a very bad situation for you, not just Leland. Your boyfriend of thirty-two years is very fucked up and your bosses won't leave you alone. You're sitting in here taking in all of this anger and grief from Leland while having to come out to everyone while also dealing with MI6 officials like Smith and Hagen nosing around. I guess what I'm trying to say, in layman's terms, is don't be afraid to be a little bit selfish. To be there for Leland you have to be there for yourself first." Finn smiled at this ever so slightly.

"I suppose you're right Sidd. This is perhaps the biggest challenge I've faced in my career, and that's saying something." Finn sighed, sitting back down in the chair by Leland's bed.

"I know I'll pull through though, because I trust that in the end, Leland will pull through." It almost sounded like Finn was saying this more to himself, but Siddeley decided to drop it rather than to push Finn further. Usually he probably would have continued on with it, but this wasn't the time, place, or situation for that. Deep down, he relished the opportunity to finally be the person supporting Finn. It had been Leland all these years -Siddeley had never been as close to Finn as he would have liked, and that was because Finn and Leland spent their time together alone -he now knew why this was, of course, and the fact that Finn and Leland had really been a gay couple seeking privacy all these years made Siddeley feel guilty for his satisfaction at finally getting up close and personal with Finn. He felt like an arsehole who was taking advantage of a bad situation. Still, he felt good deep down inside about getting to talk to Finn like this.

He would have to keep this guilty pleasure to himself. Finn and Siddeley both turned to look at the sleeping Leland.

"Looks like he's finally getting some rest." Siddeley remarked. Finn nodded.

"Lord knows he needs it, too." Finn got closer to kiss Leland on the the cheek.

"Rest well, my dear..." Standing up, Finn stumbled a little -this was probably inevitable, with him being so sleep deprived and whatnot- and whacked his arm on the hospital bed's rail extremely hard. The whacking noise caused Leland to suddenly open his eyes. A man -really a vivid hallucination- stood menacingly in front of Leland, one Caterpillar work boot planted on the bed's footboard. Grem. It was unmistakably Grem, with a imperious sneer on his ratlike face. Leland screamed, startling both Finn and Siddeley. Finn was hovering over Leland within an instant, with Siddeley looking over the agent's shoulder.

"Leland! Leland, what's wrong?"

"You! You bastard!" Leland screamed at the imagined Grem, actually pushing himself further away from where he saw the man. Finn pinned him down -there were too many tubes and IVs still hooked to Leland for him to be doing this. Leland shrieked in response.

"Leland, please stop! No one's here but us!" Leland's screams subsided into heavy, hysterical crying. Finn breathed a sigh of relief -he doubted the hospital would restrain and/or sedate Leland over just crying. He petted Leland's hair once again, this time with his hand shaking.

"Sidd, do you know what that was?"

"That's a stupid question. He freaked out." Finn shook his head.

"It was more than that, Sidd. He had a flashback. He must..."

"...He must have Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder." Finn's voice was shaking -for whatever reason, this was an especially disturbing revelation for him.

"Finn, is something wrong? You're almost as freaked out as him." Finn was silent for a moment.

"My father was in World War II, Sidd. He had it." Finn looked down at the floor. He started crying -this was actually the first time he had cried within the confines of this hospital room. Siddeley's eyes widened. He had known Finn for years upon years, but this was only the second time he had ever seen Finn cry. The first time was when Leland had actually "died". Siddeley, unaware of what had happened to Leland at the time, had asked Finn why he wasn't with them on the flight to Tokyo. Finn had immediately broke down in tears after he said that. Both times were extremely jarring for Siddeley to witness. This time, however, he wasn't busy with flying the jet. That odd satisfaction creeped in once more as he pulled Finn close.

"No, no... let it all out, Finn." Finn let out a choking sob in response.

With no one looking, Siddeley finally let a smile form on his face.