Who Needs a Dream? Who Needs Ambition?

It was a very dangerous thing for them to do, but Anatoly clung to Lex gratefully as he returned the kiss. This was the last bit of comfort he could take from him for some time - from the moment he walked into the door until they were in the privacy of their hotel room, Lex had to be nothing more than his handler. If he even looked more than a moment at him, people might guess.

He let go very reluctantly and took a deep breath. He was afraid of his reception, afraid that his children wouldn't like or even remember him but he had to do this. He had to try.

His hand shaking, he knocked on the door and waited.