A Human Thing - https://archiveofourown.org/works/64401697
Sam cooed up at her engine, standing on the platform in front of him. “What's wrong, sweetheart?” she asked gently. “Are you hurt?”
“No,” he answered softly, trying to hide the waver in his voice.
“Do you want us to call in another engine for you?” she asked.
“No,” he answered with a small voice.
She jumped off the platform to land carefully on his buffer beam. She sat and rested her head against his. “Nobody will think less of you, darling,” she said. “Everyone gets upset sometimes.”
“I'm fine,” he said, taking a breath, trying to steady himself. “I'm fine,” he repeated with more confidence.















