βaye.β jamie whispered. soft, light breath escaped his lips as he moved to lay back down.
βsleep, tomorrow will have to wait for the sun to come up. we will worry about the rest then.β
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she closed her eyes as he kissed her head , relaxing slowly but surely under his touch .
β i wish prayers were enough , β she whispered , β if they were . . no child would ever be taken away from their parents so soon . β
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βgod works in mysterious ways. maybe tomorrow their prayers will come true. you have done what you couldβ¦your part here is over, claire.β
he kissed the top of her head, softly. lovingly. as if she was the most fragile flower.
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she shook her head , a soft sigh escaping her lips .
β nothing , β she whispered , then corrected herself , β well , itβs just . . always the same when we have to tell parents that theyβll never hold their child again . β
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βwhatβs on your mind, sasenach?β he whispered. he could feel her unease. he knew her to well to ignore the way her heartbeat quickened or slowed when she was troubled.
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she nodded as she readied herself for bed before settling into it ββ resting her head on her husbandβs chest .
she remained quiet , then . there was something else on her mind .
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βpoor lad. iβll speak to his parents tomorrow. they could probably use one night without dread.β
jamie said, making himself comfortable on the bed. gently bringing her closer.
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claire hesitated for a moment , but they both already knew the answer to his question . so , she shook her head .
β no . heβs not , β she answered , β i did everything i could do , but . . i donβt have the right resources , here . β
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jamie nodded, reluctantly but a part of him knew she was right. so he followed, deeper into their home. to the bedroom. the soft bed was everything he needed.
βheβs not going to survive, is he?β
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β because of . . everything thatβs going on , β she said as they walked upstairs .
β but if we want to be able to help people , we must rest before the next problem arises , i suppose . β
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βeven the gods know youβll move hell and earth to make sure he survives the night.β
he offered a small smile, his fingers intertwining with hers. βthey need rest. so do you.β
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that made her pause . she pressed a lingering kiss to her husbandβs shoulder , a sigh escaping her lips .
β that doesnβt mean i wonβt try , β she said , β you know i have to . β
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βfoolish hope weβre feeding that ladβs family.β jamie admitted. the boy laying on the stained cot, as his poor mother prays for better tomorrow.
βi know you see it too.β
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leaving her surgery to get some air , claire noticed her husband from afar . a small smile touched her lips at the sight of him , and she approached ββ arms wrapping around him from behind once she reached him .
β whatβs on your mind , hm ? β
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the wind carried the scent of rain across the ridge, stirring the trees as jamie stood outside the house, one hand resting against the hilt of his sword. heβd been quiet for some time, his gaze fixed on the distant hills.