JJ breathed out again, relieved that they weren't going to separate them. Victor, actually looked relieved too.
"I don't want to be anywhere without her either," he admitted, his voice low. "Thank you."
Victor had been about to say something else...perhaps to admit to them he had broken and tried to throw their girlfriend under the bus before he welcomed him into their home, but Kat burst through the doors.
"They kept making me sign things," she growled, though all the bluster went out of her at the horrific state of Victor. She swallowed down several curses in Greek, and then she climbed straight up onto the bed beside Victor and curled up at his side.
Victor, for his part, barely knew what to say. The sight of the woman he loved was like fresh air, but he was still fairly sure he was drowning anyway. He glanced down at her, but her eyes were squeezed shut. "I love you," she whispered, but didn't seem keen to say anything else. It was like she hadn't even noticed there were others in the room.
"Deirdre?" he asked softly, needing to know their daughter was okay. He had been taken from their home, leaving Deirdre on her own at just four years old. Anything could have happened.
"She's outside with Claire and Robert," Kat explained, and Victor should have known his late wife's parents would be there. Of course they would. "I didn't want her in here until I saw you, so I could-"
"So you could see if I looked scary?" he asked, finishing up for her.
"Mmm. Lena, Jamie and Thomas are right behind me as well."
JJ perked up at that, glancing towards the door. She loved Lena so much.