Note: Didn't have time this year to write a special fic for today (Linda is 78 now), so I figured I'd just get this Febuwhump fic in here.
It was going to be 1 of these nights. Waking up at 2 in the morning, seeing Hetty awake and shaking from a bad dream, and trying to make her feel better by cuddling.
Holding her in his arms. 'What is it this time?' Owen kindly asked.
'Nightmare about captivity. That cage, the pain, (shudders).' Hetty shakily replied.
Gently stroking her hair. 'There there. You're not there anymore, you're here safe and sound. You have nothing to fear.'
'But why can't I stop thinking about it?!'
'We can't control what we dream, but we can control our feelings about them.'
10 minutes later, Hetty was finally able to get back to sleep.
Kissing her head. 'I wish there was more I could do to help. Feels like it's not enough.' Owen thought.
The next morning.
'Feeling better?' Owen asked when Hetty woke up.
'Now that it's morning. (sighs). I hate feeling like that. Even more so when you have to stay up to calm me down.' Hetty unhappily replied.
'I don't mind it. I only wish there was more I could do.'
Rubbing his arm. 'You're doing everything you can do, and I appreciate it. Never feel guilty about it. Sometimes, cuddling is all that's needed.'
Leaning in. 'Have I told you recently how much I love you?' Owen whispered.
Smiling. 'Aww. I love you too!' Hetty sweetly replied.
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Just the Way you Are 2
RomanceMy 2nd collection of one shots of Langer being married. :) These babies range from: Fluffy, to whumpy, to extra fluffy, to the occasional 2 or 3 parter. 'Always accepting prompt suggestions in either a review or PM'
