Tension faded from Niles' almost immediately as he felt that arm around him. He leaned against Gabe slightly, feeling as though he might break down right there as relief flooded through him. Those lips against his hair. The arms around him. It's all he wanted. He twisted in his chair, his arm moving around Gabe's waist, not wanting to pull his head from that familiar chest.

"They got what they wanted," he said, his voice softer and less tense. "There was an argument and..." he just shook his head. "By the time I looked up, they were gone."