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mattanderson-tar asked: Matt nodded slightly as he returned the kiss, giving her a small squeeze. "Okay, shift over."

She moved, pulling back the sheets and made room for him, tucking the covers around them after he was settled and curled up as close to him as she could without being too confining or making him feel as if he had no space. She continued to worry a little silently - she never liked seeing him hurt and placed comforting kisses down his closest cheek, reaching to hold one of his hands as well.

mattanderson-tar asked: Matt nodded, just holding Eirwyn close as he stood there. "I'm sure they're fine, just like their parents are fine." He whispered to her.

She curled close, nodding and acknowledging him despite how the words seemed to die in her throat. A beat and then she responded, “…I’ll lie down with you,” she said, leaning up to kiss him tenderly. He was right. She had to hope for the best. 

mattanderson-tar asked: He placed a gentle kiss on the top of her head, just standing there, being there for her. He looked at her as she spoke, so she noted the injuries? "I'll be fine, it was just them trying to keep me under control as I was in the school. I should be laying in bed, but I came to make sure you were okay."

“You should be lying down then,” she said brows furrowing a little, “I’ll be fine. I just. Can’t sleep until.” She swallowed, looking down, her eyes burning from exhaustion and tears shed, “…until I know.”

mattanderson-tar asked: "You're not losing me, you're never losing me." He told her. His hand rubbed her back, just standing there as he listened to her. His heart seemed to break as he heard her go on though, his arms only tightened around her. "I'm going no where."

She nuzzled into his shoulder, not seeming to get close enough, sniffing faintly. She was strung out, on edge…so barely sewn together and clenched her eyes tightly shut praying, please, please, please let it be okay…

She looked up after a moment, pressing a soft kiss to his jawline, crooning, so relieved…. “Thank God you’re alright,” she murmured, nuzzling him, “thank God…how hurt are you, what happened, you will be alright won’t you?” She was starting to get worked up again with worry.

mattanderson-tar asked: He didn't wait, he didn't give her time to pull away from him as his arms wrapped around her. He held her close despite the pain running through his chest, rubbing her back as he stood there quietly. "It's okay, it'll be okay." He whispered.

She hugged him gently, shakes getting slightly worse and began to whisper words of love mixed with painful plea’s, “I’m so sorry, I love you, I’m so, so sorry, forgive me please Matt I’m scared, I’m sorry,” she rushed, choking towards the end, “please don’t leave me I love you so much I can’t - I can’t lose you.”

mattanderson-tar asked: Matt moved towards the end of his bed, his eyes watched her. What had happened? Had she? He didn't finish his thought, looking to the person by her bedside before he moved to the other. "Eirwyn." He muttered, reaching out as he touched her cheek.

She flinched, jumping slightly as she had done before when others tried to hug her and touch her, shaking a little as she leaned into his hand and whined. He smelled like her mate….her mind did a complete turn around as she reached up to cover her mouth, muffling anymore sounds she would make.

mattanderson-tar asked: He sound smell her, he could sense her in the room. Matt shifted in the bed, wincing as he felt the pain rip through his chest. He didn't care about himself at that moment, the werewolf shifting from his bed as he moved towards where he could smell her. "Eirwyn?"

Someone sat by her bed with a clipboard speaking in soft tones and trying to coax her out of her shock but she remained curled up, hugging her knees with her chin rested on top of them with red eyes that looked forward. His voice sounded far away like everyone else’s and she closed her eyes.