Portugal, Augustine Base...
Roman peeled the door open to Emmett's room. "My love, look what I got you?" He walked over to the bed, where Emmett was curled up, crying quietly.
When he woke up, he'd been so desperate to find Jackson's scent. It was gone. It drives him crazy, not being able to get that smell that his whole being craves. He hasn't been able to sleep since then. It was only about three hours since Roman sedated him.
"I brought you breakfast, sweetheart. Come on, get up," Roman said. Emmett didn't move. "Come on baby, you have to get your strength back," after meeting with Zion, Roman was careful around Emmett. He couldn't take any chances. He had to be on his good books. "I brought cookies. I know how much you like cookies,"
Emmett was sobbing quietly, curled into a bal
