He placed his hand on the back of her head, holding her against his chest.
"Are you hurt," He murmured, masking his worry.
"Only my foot," She mumbled, grabbing on to his shirt.
"But your dress its covered in..."
"It's not mine," She clarified letting out a deep sigh, "I promise I'm okay."
He continued to hold on to her, a million thoughts running through his mind.
'The things she's seen... The things she's been through in just these couple of days... I can't imagine the horrors she's seen... Gabrielle... Please forgive me for not protecting you better...'
She closed her eyes, turning her head she pressed her ear against his chest. The sounds of his heartbeat carried away her train of focus.
"Gabrielle, let's go home," He comforted, his chest vibrating from his soothing tune.
She opened her eyes, looking up at him. Thoughts of him and Hattie kissing playing through her mind.
'Home… I can't go back… I just can't…'
