The Shuffle Challenge

One Last Love Song – The Beautiful South

Danny's arm curled around her waist gallantly as she hunched on all fours on the floor. The gas was sweeping into the air around them. She was blinded, her eyes stinging as she allowed him to tug her to her feet. She could barely breath through the panic that ricocheted through her. She could feel the adrenaline leaving her body as she saw Danny's face in front of hers, their eyes meeting. His face was frightened, she had never seen him so terrified. His arms curled around her body, she fit snugly against him as she clutched his shirt tightly, her face buried in his chest. She was safe. Her mind screamed, she was safe. She wasn't dead. Danny's lips pressed against her forehead, there was no words he would say to describe his feelings, none that she would hear over the ringing in her ears anyway, so in the end he said nothing, because he knew that she already knew. He was the only one that could provide her such comfort, the only one that made her truly feel safe, his hand combed through her hair. He was here.