SYLUS: Mine

I stared up at her and the edges of my lips dipped as I smiled dearingly. "I'm not leaving you. I would never, infact, be stuck with me. No matter where you might possibly be able to go, I'll find you, I'll always find you and I will bring you right back to me, where you belong. Besides, I'm hurting for you, so you're going to take care of me." 

She burst into laughter at my words, noting the amused look on my face. "Kiss me," I said. She didn't hesitate, slanting her lips against mine and catching me in a nice slow kiss, once that oh heaven, I have missed even in all the times I was unconscious. 

"Mine." Her sudden word caught me off guard and I looked into her eyes, her face just an inch away from mine and her lips hovering over mine. "Mine. You're mine, Sylus. Only mine." 

I have missed her, I have missed my crazy wife. "Yours. All yours, dimples." I wanted to go home, to get out of these confined unfamiliar walls. "I want to go home."