[and the brush of his hand, she takes it without hesitation. This she wasn't afraid of. She was fairly certain she could never be afraid of Archie. Any more than she would fear Geordie, back home. The things they'd experienced could have made them monsters...or broken them... but they'd come out the other side as good men. Better than.
Her fingers thread with his and she squeezes once, lightly, finding a smile to reassure him even if it doesn't reach her eyes. Her Angel. His Horatio. She understood.] I'm just glad you had him.
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Her fingers thread with his and she squeezes once, lightly, finding a smile to reassure him even if it doesn't reach her eyes. Her Angel. His Horatio. She understood.] I'm just glad you had him.