"Yeah, because I'm a freak," he admitted, grinning as he pushed to his feet. With the adrenaline fading away, and with the knowledge that they were both okay, he was left feeling sort of giddy. Throwing his arms around Jamie's neck, he pressed a sloppy kiss to his cheek and said, "Come on. I've got better stuff upstairs."

Antibacterial ointment and gauze and little butterfly bandages. They'd gotten on his case about hording first aid supplies a few times, but they'd mostly given up on it a while ago.