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That memory was as real as all the others.

He loved this man.

Amid all the confusion, that feeling was warm and vast and certain.

Nate was watching him closely. His hand had moved across the table, then stopped.

“Are you…?” He swallowed. “Do you want to go?”

Danny felt the pull again, felt how easy it would be. How little he would have to do.

Beside him, Nate drew a careful breath.

“You don’t have to stay for me.” Nate was trying to smile. He’d had no trouble with it last night, talking about their room, envisioning their future.

He wanted a life with Danny, the same way Walt had wanted it.

Walt hadn’t been wrong for that. Nate wasn’t wrong now either.

Neither was Danny.

“Leo?” Nate was still waiting for his answer.

Danny gave him his most cocky smile. “It’s Leonard to you.”

Nate’s brows rose. His lips parted.

Leo wanted to kiss him, wanted so many things.

“Help me,” he said. “Help me stay.”

Nate let out a breath that caught halfway through. For a moment, he only looked at him.

Then Miriam picked up the ring, and Leo turned toward her.

“All right, Leo.”

Her attention settled around him, firmer this time. He felt something begin to draw him toward the ring in her palm.

He lowered his hands to the table and closed his eyes, trying to focus. There was still so much happening inside him. Memories kept arriving, small things now, things he wanted to look at more closely.

Later.

He wanted there to be a later.

“Nathan,” Miriam said. “Reach for him. Help him follow me.”

Nate’s attention touched his, his gift a familiar feeling. A welcome feeling.

Leo let it guide him toward the ring.

The last time a medium had tried to guide him to that object, he’d fought with everything he had.

He wasn’t fighting now.

“I’ve got you,” Nate said.

Leo let himself be enveloped by Nate’s power.