Daniel shook his head quickly, trying not to worry his husband but also knowing it was useless. He turned and buried his face into Methos' neck.
"I'm sorry," he whispered over the sound of the water beating down around them. "I'm terrified of losing you to this bastard... or of him getting hold of me to somehow get to you..."
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Date: 2010-12-09 01:07 am (UTC)"I'm sorry," he whispered over the sound of the water beating down around them. "I'm terrified of losing you to this bastard... or of him getting hold of me to somehow get to you..."