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The Lab

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Jayce has almost forgotten about the pain in his body from the multiple slashes he got at the memorial. There's blood still on the bandages wrapped around him but half the time all he can do is stare at Viktor and wait. The Hexcore, whatever it was doing, has had him in stasis since the attack. He left the lab only to make the Hextech weapons for Caitlyn, and the entire time he still only could think about Viktor. In that case, how disappointed he would be with him for agreeing to her request. He thought the hammer would be the only one, that he would decommission it as soon as possible, putting to bed the danger it represented. Now it's out there, doing whatever Cait needs it to.

Jayce is aware that it was the wrong thing to do but it also felt like the only thing to do. And that way of thinking is also why Viktor is in that cocoon or whatever it is, because some part of him knew the Hexcore was wrong, but he had to save Viktor. In the shock of the attack, seeing his body in the rubble was too much for Jayce. He doesn't know the consequences yet but it would take a lot to convince him it was anything but the right choice. Viktor is still alive. That's all he cares about.

He has passed out because he has been non-stop for days now, even with his enormous energy and strength he's still human, in a deep sleep until he hears a voice he was afraid he'd only hear again in his dreams. For a moment it feels like a dream as he blinks and shakes off sleep, his gaze shooting over to Viktor when he turns. And it seems like something of a horror at first glance, what Viktor's become, how he looks now, as vastly different from his frail form as he remembers. But he is standing. He is moving. His face is the same.

"You're alive." He says after a moment of hysterical laughter and then he pulls Viktor into a desperate hug. His own pain forgotten, every miserable moment since the attack left aside, and he only exists in this minute. With Viktor in his arms, even if he feels cold to the touch. Viktor's hand touches him back and right then this entire world could fade into the background and Jayce wouldn't care. He has his partner back.