♕: Holding hands
Nonsexual acts of Intimacy
♕: Holding hands
{Scott had noticed recently that his daughter seemed quieter than usual, more withdrawn. So, when he was able to one afternoon, he kneeled down in front of her, taking her hands in his.}
"You’ve seemed down, recently, Rachel. Are you okay?”
{He looked at his daughter, a sadness forming.}
"You know how important you are to the two of us. We would never leave you.”
Rachel finally looked back up. “That’s not what everyone else says.” She said quietly. And she saw when people came back from missions, they got hurt.
{He sighed softly, nodding.}
"I know, and I wish I could say something to make you feel better, but I promise that your mom and I are going to be around for a long time; we’ll make sure of it.”
Rachel nodded solemnly. Her parents didn’t know she remembered seeing Mom fix people in the medbay. Silently she wrapped her arms around Scott’s neck.
{Scott gently wrapped his own arms around his daughter, rubbing her back and kissing her temple. He would make sure that they would all be alright.}
