Indeed, Cassius The Fault Was In Our Stars All Along

Michael steps into his apartment red-eyed and groggy like a drunk the morning after a great night out. He freezes when he meets Jack’s eyes, his hand going slack, dropping from his neck to his side.“Was getting kind of scared you weren’t coming back—“ the intrusion of Jack’s voice startles Michael out of his daze and he interjects without even a nod to what Jack might’ve been saying.“—I’m so fucking glad you’re here.” Robby breathes, stumbling across the floor in his hospital shoes and crumbling into Jack’s arms. Not exactly a mirror of his earlier greeting to Jack when he'd showed up at the ED, go bag at the ready, as this picture shows a far less collected version of Dr. Michael Robinavitch.Or,As the dust begins to settle over the day from hell, Jack follows Robby home.Picks up at the end of 1x15