Will knew he had to release his grip on her as they neared the bench. He knew she had better and more important priorities than ensuring she didn't let go of his hand in this crowd. And yet, with the final step made and them both kneeling down to coax the young boy out from beneath the bench, it took considerable effort for Will to let go. He'd only just gotten her back after years of dreams and months of effort. He'd only just found her again, only for her to have someone far more important to focus on now.

Someone with such a similar mop of curls that made Will grateful to have already been on the ground.

There was no mistaking it now - the timing, the similarities, all of it - Henry was his son, too. He had a son. They had a son.

"Diana, we need to move." Will said urgently despite his body being frozen in place. His knees felt like jelly, his head swirling with all these new unknowns. But still, they had to find somewhere safer to conduct this reunion. Somewhere without dragons and collapsing buildings and frightened people. "Where can we go?"

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