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A/N This is a short interlude the morning after Claire and Lorenzo are wed...
The morning sun shone through the curtains as Lorenzo opened his eyes. Trying to shift position he realized that something was clutching his hand. He looked over and saw Claire sleeping next to him.
He still marveled at how in the last few months they were able to find each other again. Fifty years ago when she had told him that she'd meet him he had waited until the sun rose for her to arrive. At first he wondered if she had been in an accident but as the day wore on he had found that she was gone.
His thoughts were interrupted when he noticed a pair of vibrant blue eyes staring up at him.
"Have you been awake long?" she asked.
Lorenzo shook his head. "I was just admiring my lovely wife as she slept."
Claire smiled as she picked up is left hand and admired the golden ring on his fourth finger. "It took us fifty years to get here," she mused.
He took the hand that was holding his and brushed his lips over the back of it. "It may have taken us fifty years but it was worth the wait."