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William dropped down from his horse. It had been a long ride - from London straight down to the southern coast of England. But he'd barely stopped, only doing so when his horse refused to go further without rest and water. But each time, William did little more than tap his foot anxiously, trying to focus on anything but his thoughts of what happened the day before.

But now that he'd arrived, there was nothing else to distract him. The horse was forgotten as he walked towards where the English Channel extended out to what seemed like eternity. With the thick fog of the early morning, there was no telling just what was out there. William's breath was shaky as his gaze then drifted down. Beachy Head, a beautiful site for some, with the tall cliff towering over the shore line below. But for him, this day, it was his enemy - or perhaps his closes friend. Whichever the case, he was terrified.

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[ Immediately, her brow furrows. ]

Positively untrue. I won't be content until I know everything about you.

[ Leaning her shoulder against his, she tilts her head to peer up at him. ]

After all, I've never met another man even remotely similar.

I could say the same of you. But, I believe the reason behind our meeting plays into that. I highly doubt either of us would have approached one another in a pub or simply on a usual outing.

[ He meets her gaze. ]

It is odd to say, but it almost makes me feel grateful for my past leading to this point.

[ The readhead's features soften into a blissful sort of smile, hearing such a thing. That might be the most romantic thing anyone has said to her. Platonically or otherwise. ]

Will...

[ Hand rising to cup his cheek, she rests her forehead to his, lashes glistening. ]

[ Instead of reprimanding her for getting so close, he uses the opportunity to pull her into an embrace. His arms wrap around her middle and he rests his cheek alongside her temple. ]

I don't believe I've thanked you, yet.

[ Drawing a surprised breath, it wavers just so - but that doesn't stop her from slinking her arms over his shoulders nose nuzzling into his shoulder. ]

You haven't needed to, with all you've done.

Regardless, I want to.

[ His grip around her tightens just so. ]

Thank you for saving my life.

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[ Stifling something of a whimper, she wraps her arms tight around him. Once she's certain she won't break into tears, she heaves a heavy, steadying sigh. ]

And thank you for saving mine.

[ Finally pulling back, he notices a single tear that's escaped and wipes it away with his thumb before it travels too far down her cheek. ]

I can light the fireplace and put on some soft music if that would please you.

[ Lashes lowering, she leans into his touch just so. Grell has never felt quite like this with anyone before. It is a bit terrifying, but also the most invigorating sensation she's experienced. ]

That sounds lovely, Will.

[ With a nod, he's up to do just so. The fireplace not only warms the room, but gives a nice, comforting glow. Next he's winding the music box, which softly pipes a soothing melody throughout the room. Satisfied with the ambience he's created, he nestles back down beside her. ]

Honestly, I may just fall asleep here.

[ And it doesn't sound like he has any issue with that happening. ]

[ By then, Grell has finished her glass of wine, and her cheeks have a healthy glow as well!

With a chuckle, she rests her head against his shoulder. ]

Mn. I think this is what I always dreamt home to be.

Mn. I hadn't, but I can't complain now. It is quite enjoyable.

[ The blanket is pulled up practically to their chins and William finds his eyes drifting closed before he realises it. ]

[ Her cheek rubs into his shoulder just so, a hand resting at the crook of his arm. ]

How do you see it? [ She murmurs, sleepily. ]

I haven't thought on it much, but I suppose a stress free environment where I could just forget anything that was troubling me.

[ As he says it, he realises that's precisely what is happening. ]

Actually, I believe I have to agree with you, now.

[ Peeking up at him, she breathes a little laugh. ]

Yes, it's very much that. Also, a sense of warmth. Safety.

I am glad you feel safe with me.

[ Underneath the blanket, William's hand moves to rest atop the one at his opposite elbow. ]

[ Closing her eyes with a content little smile, she shifts her hand just enough to hook a finger over one of his. ]

Do you think it's silly? To feel so close with you so soon.

No. I hardly spoke with you before dragging you off with me. I'd say I felt it before even you had.

[ he allows the touch. The moment is just so calm and pleasing that he's unwilling to disrupt it. ]

[ Humming, it's an understanding sound, tinged with amusement. ]

Fair enough. Thank God for your intuition.

You seemed so comfortable with the idea of suicide. Has it returned to a fear now?

[ He'd been terrified of himself even having the thought, let alone standing on that cliff top, moments away from completing the action. ]

You're right, I suppose I had...

[ As she ponders the question, she idly dances her fingers along his. ]

I don't know that the idea scares me, but I wouldn't like to disappoint you.

It shouldn't be about simply pleasing me with your choices.

[ He catches her fingers in his, holding them steady in his hand. ]

[ Turning her face into his shoulder, she hides a grin as she squeezes his hand. ]

I wouldn't wish to leave you alone, or forfeit this future you've promised for us, either.

And I don't wish to fail you in that.

[ With a hum, his eyes shut and his head leans against hers. The stress he normally feels has near left him entirely. ]

[ Likewise, her eyes drift closed, body at ease, breath even. ]

I have faith in you, Will.