Just hearing that voice was enough to calm Niles. The hand on his, he settled against the bed, a faint smile on his face. Sleep sounded amazing. His head tilted against that warm hand, just giving a small nod.

"Eyes on me," Yewll snapped. Her firm hand grabbed him by the chin, yanking his head to look directly at her. He tried to turn his head back to Gabe, but a hard yank kept him in place. "Tell me you didn't say Gabe."

A worried frown settled on Niles' face, his eyebrows knitting together as he she let go of his face. Why was she so angry. He started to say something but she threw up a hand to stop him.

"No. I'm not going to listen to your delusions again."

Again?

"I did some digging after the last time. He wouldn't happen to be Gabriel Goodman, would he? Son of Diane and Dan Goodman."

He squeezed Gabe's hand, looking to his friend in a panic. He couldn't find the words to express the tightness in his chest. "What's..."