[ The sound of his voice brings tears to her eyes, and she tries furiously to blink them away. Suddenly she's back on their little shuttle, and he's blaming himself as he digs a bullet out of her shoulder. They're learning and stumbling together, tripping up in the newness of their relationship.
But later that night she falls asleep in his arms for the first time, and she knows, she knows there's no place she'd rather be. ]
Peter... [ her voice cracks, but at this point she doesn't much care. Gingerly, she kneels, reaching behind his ear to press the switch for his mask. ] My Peter. You're alive.
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But later that night she falls asleep in his arms for the first time, and she knows, she knows there's no place she'd rather be. ]
Peter... [ her voice cracks, but at this point she doesn't much care. Gingerly, she kneels, reaching behind his ear to press the switch for his mask. ] My Peter. You're alive.