"Th-then we're both screwed." He coughs, this time less violently, and settles with his fingers curled numbly in Sam's.

"Yes. Steak and potatoes. You taught him?" Because there's no way he could have improved that quickly without a teacher. Actually Albert was amazed he improved that quickly even with a teacher. His husband had many talents, but cooking was not one of them. In fact, his lack of culinary skills was often the butt of jokes among their family. Albert grins a little at the memory of overhearing Chang admonishing Jet's lack of interest, only to be met with the teen's declaration of cooking's not my bag, man!

"You did a good job."