Emma looks down at him once his hand reaches up to tuck her blond curl behind her ear, his fingers then ghosting over her jaw line, caressing softly. She's sitting cross-legged on the cool sand of the beach, his head in her lap as they silently listen to Henry and Roland playing on the skirts of the water. The crashes of the little waves, the birds chirping, and the giggles of the boys enough to let them enjoy this quiet moment. Hell, they deserve it.

His finger brushes against her lower lip, making her smile. She watches then as his own lips quirk up into one, adoration and love shining through his blue eyes, the little dark cirlces beneath them disappearing softly as each day passes by where he is here and alive.

She brings her hand to run through his thick unruly hair, shorter now, before he retrieves his hand from the little dimple on her chin and grabs onto hers, stilling her movements in his hair. He brings her knuckles to his mouth, pressing little kisses on each one of them before he interlaces his fingers with hers and settles their joined hand over his chest, the beat of his heart satisfying to both of them.

He looks away from her face, his gaze settling at their joined fingers over his chest, Liam's ring standing out from Emma's hand as his fingers were now bare, no longer needing any proof of him being loved and forgiven.

He smiles again, brightly this time, rubbing his thumb over the ring.

"You seem happy" she remarks, slightly relieved since these past few weeks have been hard, the after-math of the Underworld hitting them both in forms of nightmares about losing each other, over and over again. The types that dry your throat, and bring tears to your eyes, only finding comfort once the other assures them of their presence and lets them clutch onto them until exhaustion takes over.

"Aye, love" he whispers, looking back up to her, the corners of his eyes wrinkling and his dimples deepening as he watches her for a moment. "I love you" he finally whispers, the words now said hundreds of times between them, yet still making tears spring to her eyes.

She leans down slowly, her back folding until her lips touch his, their lips warm against each other as the kiss lingers. It was a promise of a future together, of being the light in each other's lives.

She pulls back slightly, her lips still ghosting over his, "I love you too"