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[seventeenfortythree]

[ Jamie nods at his wife's wisdom. She's right. It could help - he could help. ]

I'm glad she's sleeping now. And more relaxed, too.

[nineteenfortyfive]

For now. I think it's best she sleeps with one of us until we go back to Olympia. And even then--well, I suppose we'll see what she wants.

[So much for her time with Jamie, but to be honest, it's the furthest thing from her mind. Bree comes first. Always. And she knows he feels the same.]

[seventeenfortythree]

Aye, agreed. If she doesna want to be alone, then it willna be so.

[ There's nothing on his mind but being sure his daughter has everything she needs. ]

[nineteenfortyfive]

[Realizing that Bree's hair is still pinned up, and damp from the shower, Claire's fingers gently sets the braid free. And then that hair, too. Easier to run her fingers through it this way, hopefully soothing her even as she sleeps.]

I hated leaving just to get our food. I don't know if I'd be able to leave her side again even if she asked.

[seventeenfortythree]

I can go, Sassenach.

[ Jamie can do that for her, for both of them. ]

Ye'll stay with her, and I'll go.

[ Even if he doesn't want to leave her either, he can do this for his wife. ]

[nineteenfortyfive]

Or we take her with us. She'll have to be out and about sooner or later. Better it be with us by her side.

[Compromise. Or clinging. She doesn't care right now.]

[seventeenfortythree]

As ye said, it's whatever she wants.

[ Whatever Bree expresses she needs, he'll do ]

[nineteenfortyfive]

You needed some gentle nudges now and then.

[And by gentle, she means she had to get physical with him. But, hopefully, they won't have to deal with such stubbornness from Bree.]

[seventeenfortythree]

[ Claire, have you met your own daughter?

Jamie smiles though it's a faint flicker of a thing. ]

Yer good at that. 'Gently nudging' I mean.

[nineteenfortyfive]

[It's a win, that faint smile. If only she could coax one out of Bree, too.]

I've had to be. Sometimes I think I married a mule.

[seventeenfortythree]

Oh, then ye ken what it is to be married to you, then.

[ But it's clear in his eyes he doesn't really mean it. ]

[nineteenfortyfive]

Hmm.

[Never good, that little noise of consideration when it's aimed at him.]

You're lucky your daughter is between us.

[seventeenfortythree]

[ He smiles softly again and now he can stroke Brianna's hair tenderly. ]

Aye. I am lucky.

[ But for different reasons. ]

[nineteenfortyfive]

[She understands his meaning.]

Try and get some sleep, Jamie. I'll watch over her. [Over the both of them.] I'll wake you in a while, and you can have your turn.

[seventeenfortythree]

[ He should sleep; he knows he's no good to Brianna exhausted. Still, he reaches out to touch Claire's cheek lightly, thumb gliding over her skin gently. ]

Tha gaol agam ort, Sassenach.

[ He loves her. Desperately. ]