Hearing Q sob made Eliot's heart ache. He rubbed the man's back and shushed him gently. "Shh, I got you, Q. I've got you. I'm here." The magician soothed. He still couldn't believe he was finally holding his friend, his life partner, his love in his arms after believing he would never see him again. He kissed the top of that head of dark, floppy hair.