"One thing, I would have made sure it wasn't because we were hurt." He leaned in his lips barely brushing her's. "Though this, I am not going to complain." He whispered against her lips kissing her again, half expecting to wake up and it just be a dream, hoping that that part of him would shut up.

"Betsy, you'll be here in the morning right?" His voice almost begged, he didn't want to be alone.