Barty returned to the bed, carrying one of the knives with him. He carefully moved it next to Sam's head, so he would really only cut the gag strap. "Hold still, darling, please."

He hadn't meant to call him that, he didn't even realise he was doing it. Seeing Sam like this, needing him and clearly vulnerable, he automatically wanted to take care of him. It put him back into the mindset of when they were last together.

It took a lot of manoeuvring, but finally he managed to cut the gag off. He pulled it out of Sam's mouth and simply dropped it to the ground, pressing two fingers to the side of Sam's throat. "He drugged you, didn't he?" Fairly obvious. Barty was going to kill Cheon for this.