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Henley bushed at his suggestion. Of course he had a king size bed. Henley looked down at her feet, giving his offer a second thought. She gave him a small smile. “How could i say no to such a kind offer…”

“Why does a guy like you not have a girl then, Archy?” She asked.

Henley smiled as she took his hand. She was honestly surprised by her own actions. Going home with a stranger wasn’t the wisest move, and her father would have a fit if he ever found out.

Once inside, Henley took it all in. Everything was rather classy and his taste in decor surprised her. She kept hold of his hand letting him lead her through the house.

Archy shows her around so she won’t have to feel awkward and ask where the bathrooms are, or where he hung up her jacket.

“Couch is in there, if you change your mind, my room’s right here. Make yourself comfortable, I’ll be right back.” He says, pausing to give her a gentle kiss that promises that the fun hasn’t even started yet.

Henley took note of where everything was as he showed her around. After he left her, she wandered into his room. She took a quick look around before looked down at the dress she was wearing. It would be incredibly uncomfortable to sleep in. Henley wandered into Archy’s closet, hoping he wouldn’t mind. She shimmed out of her dress, took off her bra as well, and grabbed one of his dress shirts to wear.

Archy comes back from the downstairs bathroom, stopping in the doorway to watch her for a few moments.

“Looks better on you than me, if I’m being honest…” he comments quietly.

Henley turned to face him. She smirked as she sat at the foot of his bed. “Oh? I don’t know about that. I’m sure you’d look just as good in only a dress shirt.” Henley responded, teasing him a little. She had left the top three buttons undone to leave something for him to see.

“You think so?” He smiles, stepping closer, and taking advantage of the view. He reaches out and tilts her chin up, kissing her gently. “You’re sure about staying?” He asks quietly. She’s not his usual company; she’s here because she wants to be, not because he’s paying her.

“I’m sure,” Henley replied. She really did like him. Archy’s name was always mentioned around the speeler, in varying tones of fear and respect. Now Henley was eager to get to know him. “There is nowhere I’d rather be right now.”

He takes her hands, gently pulling her back towards the bed with him. As he sits down on the edge of the mattress, he has her sit on his lap, facing him and nearly straddling his hips. “Y'know, the boys down at Speeler talk about you sometimes. I’m interested to see if what they say matches up to what I’m seeing.”

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Henley settled into his lap, resting her arms loosely around his neck. She frowned slightly and moved to straddle him completely.

"Oh?" She asked, raising an eyebrow slightly. "And what do the boys say about me?"

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“Broke him?” Henley asked, confused. She picked up her son, holding him on her hip. “What do you mean?”

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“I’m over here, Hen…give me a hand?” he calls from the floor by the sofa, sounding only slightly shaken from the fall. He was just lucky he hadn’t hit the coffee table on the way down

“Lachlan, it’s all right, you’re not in trouble, lad…”

Henley followed his voice til she saw him. She set Lachlan down as she tried not to laugh at the whole situation. "Oh honey, you didn't break papa" She told Lachlan as she helped Hamish up onto the couch. "He just comes apart sometimes."

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The mission went rather smoothly. Henley and Bruce were in and out within a matter of hours. The debrief went quickly with Bruce throwing glances at Henley the whole time. Her mind was too occupied with thoughts of the tail end of Bruce’s conversation with Merlin. It still bothered her and she wanted to ask if Merlin still cared for her.

Henley knew that Bruce wasn’t exactly a good guy, she wasn’t that naive. Perhaps now would be a good time to find out how bad of a guy Bruce truly was. After they were dismissed, Henley took Elfin for a long walk. She need to avoid Bruce for now. She waited till it was late before returning. She watched through the camera feeds and when Merlin went to get more tea, she snuck into the control room.

Henley used his login to look up Bruce’s file. All the horrible and shitty things in his file didn’t surprise her that much. No, what really bothered her was his list of next of kin. A specific name on the list shocked her. Half way down the list was Hamish Campbell, and it made her feel sick.

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He offers her a small smile. “You lack of reason is both your greatest and most grievous personal attribute. And I don’t think I would want you any other way.” He says. And he means it. She is fire, and he loves that about her, he always has, ever since she made it through training.

Henley returned his smile, genuinely happy to hear him say that.

“As long as you want me….” She responded, squeezing his hand slightly.

“More than you will ever know.” He promises, brushing his thumb over her knuckles. He’s thinking about rings now, but that can wait until he’s slightly more settled back into his routine and duties as quartermaster. For now, he can just rejoice in the fact that soon, he and Henley can tell Harry about everything, and tell Bruce in no uncertain terms that Hemley was off limits.

“I love you, Hamish.” Henley murmured. It was something she had thought she’d never get to say to him again. She leaned over and kissed him. The kiss was chaste and cautious. Henley was still unsure of how they should go about this, but wanted nothing more than to be with him.

He freezes for a moment; it takes a few seconds for him to respond. He has tears in his eyes, and he cups her cheek gently. They pull apart for a second, and all he can do is stare, wondering what their next step is. “And I love you, Hen.” He decides that another kiss can’t hurt, and tilts her chin up a little, and starts slow, deepening the kiss gradually.

Henley did her best to control her emotions. She didn’t want to overwhelm him, or move too fast. Despite her efforts, all the desire, love, and longing seeped into the kiss.

She pulled back just a little, forehead resting against his. “Would it be alright if I stayed with you?” She asked softly. Henley just wanted to curl up in his arms.

“Go get changed, and yes. Stay with me. I don’t think I’ll want to let you go ever again.” He smirks, scattering a few light kisses across her cheeks and nose.

Henley smiled at the kisses, and his words. Her lips caught his once more before she stood. “I won’t be long.” She promised.

It only took her a few minutes to get to her room, change, and head back.

In the short span of time she was gone, Hamish has managed to get into bed without any assistance, keeping to one side so there’s space for her. He smiles when he sees her shut the door behind her.

“Hopefully your dog won’t get jealous.” He teases, wrapping his arms around her as they settle in. This is perfect; it’s like the first time they fell asleep in each other’s arms, but at the same time it’s like they never stopped.