[cmdR_Paige]

Originally Posted by Christmassy Bumblebee

Chris gently ran his hand through her hair, trying to calm her down. "I'm here. Nobody is in here but us." He kept on running his hand through her hair.

Skye was able to breathe easier now, subconsciously cataloging the sensation of metal on her skin as one of comfort, not of danger. It wasn't Pavel's tools, or the experimenting table... it was Chris' hand.

She traced his jawline with the palm of her own hand, studying his face with welling green eyes. This program would protect her. He said it himself.