She held onto Master tightly. After repeated nightmares that ended in his death, she had trouble believing he was real. He usually disliked touch, but when she tried to take her hand away, he grumbled low in his chest and didn't settle until her hand covered his heart again.

"I love you. Don't leave me again," she repeated the few times his eyes opened.

Mostly she watched him sleep.

The bed dipped and Sir moved in with his chest against her back. He kissed her ...