| Subject: “Full Engagement -- Broken Engagement” - Part 6 |
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Date Posted: 22:14:03 07/27/02 Sat
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's message, "“Full Engagement -- Broken Engagement” - Part 5" on 22:12:11 07/27/02 Sat
His breathing was rapid and a little ragged. She couldn’t quite tell if he was dreaming, but he seemed agitated. A gentle hand on his shoulder only seemed to stir him, not soothe him as she intended.
But when she inadvertently touched the side of his face, he puffed out a sound like a bear caught by surprise. It was almost a grunt. In the dark, she couldn’t see the expression of distress on his face, but she could hear it in the little yips he made.
She raised her hand to stroke his hair, and softly spoke his name into the night. Even in his sleep, he responded to the sound of her voice and the touch of her hand. Shifting at the hips, he slowly rolled onto his back, and into her arms.
His breathing was still shallow and he still gave signs (and sounds) of distress, but as she settled in next to him, her presence seemed to soothe whatever fevers had gripped his dreams. When she laid her head across his chest, she could hear the accelerated heartbeat begin to slow. The little bursts of sound became calmer more like sighs, and his breathing returned to normal.
Whatever it was that haunted him, whatever had stirred his fears, finding her lying next to him, even in his unconsciousness, brought him peace.
The warmth of his body resting next to her brought Mac a kind of peace, too. For so long, she had wondered what a moment like this might feel like, and now, at least in part, she knew.
The paper-like thermal blanket made a crinkling, rustling sound when Harm drew his arms up around her, and his satisfied sigh sounded enough like that throaty chortle that Mac had to look to be sure he was still asleep. As she rested her head against his heart, the soft hum of his breathing all around her began to lull her to sleep. Wrapped in the warm circle of his arms, she felt totally safe and totally at home. Nothing she could have imagined would distress her now. She tightened her own arms around the sleeping figure beside her, and whispered a silent, “Thank you”, into the night air. They were finally sleeping – together.
To be continued...
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