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No one knew how or why Nate was in a coma, and no one could pull him out. Days passed and Nate's companions became more fearful that he would never wake up. Nick had one final suggestion; a trip to Dr. Amari at the Memory Den. Perhaps she could figure out why a seemingly healthy man would fall into an unbreakable coma.
The companions argued over who would take him but they all knew the obvious answer. Nate and Danse had become inseparable since first meeting at the police station and even closer since Bravo. Danse had to be the one to enter Nate's mind.
Dr. Amari was glad to help and hooked Danse and Nate up in record time. With a quick exclamation of luck, she turned on the pods and threw Danse into Nate's mind.
Snippets of memories began flashing in front of Danse's eyes. He didn't recognize the people but knew he was seeing things through Nate's eyes. A birthday party, being bullied at school, meeting Nora. Nate's life sped past Danse. A baby born, a name picked. Suddenly, panic. A news report. Air raid sirens. Panicked running. Darkness.
Danse opened his eyes, disoriented. The light streaming from the window was too bright. The walls of the room he was in were clean and unbroken. Danse went to rub his face but stopped. Turning his hand around, the sunlight glinted off of his wedding ring. Standing, he looked out the window. Sanctuary, but not the one he knew or recognized. The grass was green and trees had leaves. The streets were unbroken and clear of debris. Happy, smiling people flooded the streets cheering.
Danse heard the bedroom door open and turned just in time to catch Nate as he launched himself at Danse. Laughing, Nate flung his arms around Danse's neck and kissed him. Danse broke away for a moment, trying to remember what he was supposed to do. Something about waking up? He had already done that. Nate was babbling happily. The war was over. China had surrendered.
Danse could only think of that kiss and went in for another, Nate happily obliging. Sucking at Danse's lower lip, Nate threaded one hand through Danse's hair, tugging lightly. Danse growled, his body starting to respond. Deepening the kiss, Danse ghosted his tongue over Nate's teeth until Nate opened his mouth granting Danse access. Danse hungrily attacked Nate's mouth, running his hands down Nate's back to his waist.
Dimly he could hear a voice in the back of his head that sounded like Dr. Amari urging him to talk to Nate.
All Danse could focus on was how good Nate felt against him. He would talk to Nate. Just a few more minutes of happiness. A baby cried. Nate broke off the kiss but continued to stroke Danse's hair. "We should go check on Shaun. Maybe we could go to the park later."
Cupping Nate's ass, Danse squeezed just enough for Nate to squeak. "Maybe we could put off the park..for a little while."
Nate grinned. "Why not? We have all the time in the world." There would be time for talking later.