His breath caught for a few moments as he tried to keep the other blond from clawing at him or catching him across the face with a fist.  It came out in a relaxed sigh as soon as Alex calmed, and the tension eased.  It must have been some nightmare.  Considering everything Alex had been through over the span of his lifetime, coupled with the last twenty-four hours, his mind had a mountain of fuel to pull from.<br/><br/>“In the other room,” he answered in a soft whisper, though he became silent as those hands slid over him.  The only light was coming from the door he’d left open when he’d come in, and he studied Alex in that dim glow, all mussed and tender and broken.  Andreas felt his heart race just a little.  “No,” he agreed, following Alex as he sank down.  “I won’t leave you.  I’m going to take care of you… remember?”  Then he placed an almost reverent kiss on those soft lips.