It had been a long while since Logan had such an intense night as when he suddenly at 2 am got a call from MI6 to create a special type of hand and mouth cuff for a serial murderer with metal fucking teeth.

He managed to get the handcuff to Patton in under 3 hours and with only 4 coffees in his stomach. He got to the cell only to see Jaws laying tied on the bed. He had been heavily drugged to the point of not being able to move. Virgil sat beside him, gently combing through his hair to keep him calm.

It took 2 people to position him right so they could get the handcuff on correctly. The only type of information they found when searching Jaws' clothes was a note stuck in his pocket. It read:

'I told him not to kill anyone. I'm sorry to everyone he hurt. He'll play nice as long as he or Virgil aren't threatened. Please keep them safe. If a single one of you lay a hand on Virgil I won't let anyone at MI6 leave alive

- Theo'

The only people more stressed out at MI6 aside from Logan was the nurses. 9 heavily injured people had suddenly been cast into their care during the night shift. Remus was one of the worst cases.

They had had to force him away from Jaws, which hadn't been hard since he passed out almost instantly. He stayed passed out for almost 28 hours. Which was good because then the nurses got time to patch him up without a bitchass Bond talking to them.

For a brief moment when Remus woke up everything was blurry. He couldn't remember where he was or why he was there. His sight was out of focus so he could only make out the shape of a person laying next to him in the hospital bed.

Then all at once the memories swelled in. He let out a whimper as tears formed in his eyes from remembering it all. Remy being gone, Roman not recognizing him, everything. His heart hurt and so did the rest of his body. It felt like burning needles being stabbed into his skin over and over.

Logan was laying beside him in the hospital bed. He'd cuddled up next to him once the nurses had finished with their job. He woke up as soon as Remus started to stir.

"Are you alright? Do you require a higher dose of painkillers?" He said in his own tone of affection. He gently cupped the agent's cheeks.

"It hurts" Remus cried out.

"Yes. Yes I know. I'm sorry" He combed a few strips of loose hair behind his ear.

"Where's- where's Roman?"

"He's okay. He's in the cell with Virgil"

"I have to- have to see him. I have to make sure he's fine" Remus mumbled out through chapped lips.

His eyes were still half closed. He felt so heavy. But he forced himself to try and sit up. Logan ever so lightly held him down by his shoulders.

"Remus Octopussy Bond Smythe you are in no shape to even sit up! Much less get out of bed! If you wait a day or so I can see about helping you into a wheelchair so that you maybe can go see him"

"I-I need to-"

"He's not hurt. You are. He would want you to take care of yourself"

His eyes closed "Mhm" Tears pressed on behind his eyelids "It hurts" He whimpered.

"I know"

"It hurts so bad"

Logan hugged him. He didn't let go. He wouldn't until his friend was okay "I know"

His sobbing echoed through the nursery room. It was a hollow cry. He didn't have the energy for anything more. Logan gently rubbed his hand up and down his back. He didn't try to wipe Remus' tears away, he let it go on for however long he needed to.

Eventually Remus cried himself to sleep. Logan stayed by his side. He looked at his friend in silence. He missed Remy so much. He closed his eyes and fell asleep while holding his hand.

--

Some of the guards at MI6 trained Jaws like a dog. It started of with virgil leaving the cell for a minute or so (while under surveillance of course). The guards had to hold Jaws back as he went wild and fought to try and go after Virgil. When the teenager returned unharmed he quickly checked up on him and kept him protected from the guards, but he did calm down.

They kept going for the next 2 days. Virgil leaving for longer and longer. 5 minutes, 15 minutes, a hour. Until jaws stopped turning violent at simply not being with him.

Keeping them separated would be better for interrogations of course, but during the rest of the time they got to be together. There was always guards in the room with them. Virgil tried to cheer his friend up by reading to him and showing him the new plushies Patton had given him (a big fluffy spider, a round dog and a second shark plushie).

Right around the time they'd trained Jaws well enough to stop growling at the guards just for looking at virgil, Remus was able to sit up in bed without passing out.

"Is..is Roman still doing okay?" Remus asked to Logan just like he did every day.

"Last time I checked Virgil was drawing himself, Roman and a tall man I did not recognize as vampires and other assortments of halloween cliches which seemed to delight your brother. So yes I think he is doing well. Patton told Virgil about Halloween. I think he enjoys the idea quite a bit.....I saw him attempt to glue paper to his teeth to look like fangs yesterday"

He sunk down into the bed "Good....good.......if Roman survived so many years of torture Remy should still be alive right? RIght?"

Logan tensed up "I...I....Yes...For sure...That seems very incredibly logical. Yes. They are definitely still alive"

Remus nodded along. He was close to passing out again. Logan helped him move so he was laying comfortably. He pressed a kiss to his friend's forehead.

"Where's Remus? Remus Octopussy Smythe?"

Remus heard the voice saying it across the room and instantly got startled awake. He sat up and looked around the room. His eyes met with his mother's.

Octavia sent him a shaky smile before hurrying up to his bed. They met in a hug. Remus let out a wince as her arms pressed onto the injuries but he didn't let go.

She took a step back and squished his cheeks while she looked him up and down for injuries "Logan called me about Roman being here. Are you alright? Who hurt you? Was it-"

"Yeah. Yeah it was. He would have gone back to Mr. Impur otherwise"

She kissed his nose "You did so good honey" She looked over to Logan "You can take me to my son right?"

"Of course ma'am. I'm unsure if you would want to though....he-"

"He will recognize me" She cut him off "I'm his mother" She glanced over to the wound on her son's neck left from her other son's metal theeth. She tried to ignore the negative thoughts swarming her head "He. Will. Recognize. Me"

Logan forced a hopeful smile "Sure ma'am"

She pressed a kiss to Remus' forehead before leaving with Logan to her son's cell. They were gone for half an hour.

Remus had never seen his mother cry before. Not after she saw him hurt after a mission for the first time, not any of the times she'd ended a relationship, not while telling him and Roman about their father. She always had an immense look of sadness on her face but she never cried.

When Octavia came back from seeing Roman for the first time in 6 years there were tears rolling down her cheeks. She collapsed next to Remus on the bed.

"He was looking through me. It was like he'd never seen me in his entire life"

Remus leaned his head close to her's and moved his arms around her. She comforted him back. It was the most shared grief they'd ever had.

"I know mom. I know"

"He didn't- he didn't-" She kept crying out.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry"

--

"I want to talk to him. Alone. Please" Remus told the guard outside Virgil and Jaws' cell.

He was leaning on a cane and his breathing was heavy from just standing up but at least he was standing.

The guard nodded before opening the door. Virgil flinched by the sudden sound and Jaws stuck out his arm in front of him to try and protect him. Viv tensed up even more when he saw Remus. The bruises from him had only barely gone away.

"Kid you gotta leave the room for a litte bit"

Virgil glanced over to Remus, his hands shook a bit. The agent looked away. At least the teenager knew he wouldn't hurt Jaws so he forced a smile as he looked back at his friend.

"Don't worry Jawsie! I'll be back soon"

The guard took a firm hold of Virgil's hand so he wouldn't be able to run away before leaving the cell. Jaws stared at the door even after it'd closed. He had the handcuffs and mouthcloser on. He couldn't speak even if he wanted to.

There was a heavy feeling in Remus' chest. He stood still in the middle of the room. There had been so many hours of grief where all he had been able to think about was what he would do if roman was alive again. Of what he would say. Of how many hugs he would give him. But now he could barely even move.

Then again....it wasn't really Roman anymore, was it.

"I'm sorry they put that on you. I'll stomp them all down with a horde of undead bisons if they try to handcuff you up even more!!" He tried to say it in the happy chainsaw like voice he usually talked in when he was with Roman but it sounded so incredibly forced.

He slumped down on the bed. His brother was unmoving. His glazed over eyes was still pierced on the door.

Remus carefully reached out and cupped his cheek. He moved his head so they were eye to eye. He tensed up, waiting for Jaws to lash out and attack. But nothing happened. His brother stayed docile.

"You won't hurt me" It sounded like a question "I'll help you get that off"

He moved his hands to the back of the mouthpiece and slowly unlocked it. He took it off and put it down on the ground before taking off the handcuffs as well.

He sat still and waited for his brother's reaction. All he did was stretch out his sore jaw and wrists. They were red from the metal pushing into them. Long strands of unkept hair was going down past his shoulders.

"You used to have long hair when we were younger as well. Mom was always the one helping you braid it but I could try if you want? Maybe it will end up looking horrible but that's good! Because then I can laugh at you!"

When Roman didn't react at his hair being touched Remus began to braid it. It was as stale as hay from years of barely being washed. He winced a few times from the hair being tugged too hard but he didn't move.

It was a simple and messy braid but Remus had managed to get it together. It easily reached down to his shoulder blades.

"There's the princey look I'm used to" Remus chuckled while moving some stray pieces of hair behind his ear "Gotta be careful before witches come to try and steal our handsomeness!"

Remus of course didn't get a reply. He sighed.

"Want to watch a movie? If you don't kill me we can even maybe look at some bootleg musicals afterwards!" He pinched the bridge of his nose "What the fuck am I even doing. If you can't remember mom why the fuck do I think you would recognize some stupid movie" He mumbled out to himself.

He forced himself to take his laptop out of his bag and set it in front of them. He thought for a moment before choosing Aladdin.

Remus leaned back against the wall as the first scene started playing. Jaws didn't react to anything happening in the movie, he didn't even sing along to the music or act out dialogue like he used to do, but he did turn his head away from staring at the door.

He wasn't quite watching the movie, his eyes weren't moving, but he was looking at the screen. Good enough!

"Girl Aladdin should have really really died there. Just smoshed his whole body full force into that wall and splattered into millions of tiny bloody pieces" Remus commented during the scene where Aladdin was trying to escape out of the cave.

He waited for some sort of comment from his brother. An annoyed sigh or a exclamation about how gross his imagination was. But nothing came. He kept trying. He said his usual disgusting gorey ideas all throughout the film just to hope that maybe he would get some reaction. Nothing happened.

Until finally they were at the scene Remus always annoyed Roman about the most. The one where Aladdin nearly drowns. Jaws still didn't react.

Remus leaned his head in his hands. It felt like he was suffocating. Like with every second that passed without his brother not Really being there he was coming closer and closer to drowning.

"He always liked this scene" Roman mumbled out.

Remus froze. His eyes were wide open as he slowly turned to look at his brother. He had the same emotionless expression on his face and the same stiff position on his body. But he'd talked. He'd talked as if he could remember something.

"Who? Who liked that scene?" Remus frantically asked.

No answer came.

"ROMAN! Roman please tell me who liked that scene! Please!"

He grabbed ahold of Jaws' shoulders to the point of his nails digging down into the skin. Tears filled his eyes. He just wanted to hear his brother say his name again. He just wanted to be given hope that his brother could one day remember him.

"Please- please- who- who was it?" He was on the verge of sobbing.

Jaws didn't even look at him. He was still staring at the screen. Quiet mumblings that sounded like him trying to mimic the music came from his lips.

Remus buried his head against his brother's chest as he continued to hopelessly sob. He couldn't breathe.

"please- tell me- tell me who- please- please remember me. Please remember me"