Claire p.o.v.

Jamie and I have been alone in the room for about an hour now I think. We haven't spoken a word, but we've just been holding each other. I'm afraid to talk to him. I know he's going to ask about our child and I'll have to tell him that I've failed him and our child once again. Deep inside I know it wasn't my fault that I lost our baby girl but I still feel immensely guilty.

They let me see her after I woke up from the surgery. Still such a small little girl she was, but her facial features had already formed. I could tell she was going to look like Jamie… just like her sister… Faith. Tears fill my eyes as I think about them, our girls. I wipe away a tear that rolls down my cheek. The movement alerts Jamie to the fact that I'm crying.

"Talk to me Claire." Jamie's voice cuts through my thoughts. I lift my head a bit to look him in the eyes. When I see the worry in them I only have to cry harder. He pulls me closer to his chest and caresses my back. "Shhh… don't cry mo nighean donn. It's okay. you're okay."

"I'm so sorry Jamie." I manage to say in between my sobs.

"Sorry? What are you sorry for?" He asks.

I sit up a bit so that I'm facing him. I immediately miss the warmth of his embrace, but I don't think he's going to want to touch me after I tell him what happened.

"Claire?" He grabs my hand to reassure me it's okay to speak my mind.

I start by telling him about Frank and I moving to Boston after my return. I tell him about the apartment and my job at the hospital. I tell him about the distance between me and Frank, about how Frank felt more like a roommate. And then I tell him about the day it all went wrong. I tell him about the pain I felt, about the placental abruption. I tell him how I woke up alone in that hospital room, and about being able to see our daughter for just a short while. I tell him that she looked like him.

At some point in my story he had gotten up and started pacing the room. I can't bring myself to look at him. Out of the corner of my eyes I see something flying across the room, and a loud crash makes me jump a little.

"I'm so sorry I failed you Jamie. You and our daughters."

Jamie p.o.v.

I don't know what I expected her to tell me after she started to cry, but this certainly wasn't it. I was able to listen calmly at first but when she told me about what happened the day she lost our baby girl I just couldn't sit still. I started pacing the room as I listened to the rest of her story, but I can't concentrate. Our child, our daughter, didn't make it.

I feel so angry at the world. Why? Why us… again? Tears are running down my cheeks. In my blinding anger at the world I grab a chair out of the corner of the room and throw it to the other side of the room where it smashes into pieces.

"I'm so sorry I failed you Jamie. You and our daughters." Her voice pulls me back into reality. When I look at her she is laying in fetal position on the bed. Tears still running down her cheeks. Then it dawns on me, she is blaming herself. I quickly cross the space between us. My heart breaks even more when I see her flinch ever so slightly, as if she's afraid I'll hurt her.

Carefully I lay down next to her and pull her closer to me. "You have nothing to be sorry for Claire. It is not your fault. Do you hear me?" I make her look me in the eyes. "I said, it's not your fault. Okay?" She nods and lays her head back down on my chest.

My heart is aching with the loss of our daughter, but at least Claire is here now. We're together again. We've made it through so much together, so we'll make it through this as well. I kiss her on the top of her head. "I love you Claire, always have and always will."

"I love you too Jamie, for as long as I live."

I put my finger under her chin and tilt her head slightly more towards mine so that I can kiss her. Oh, how I've missed these soft lips. She deepens the kiss and I feel her hand running through my hair. A soft growl escapes my throat. I can't believe how much I missed this woman, but now is not the time to take this any further. We both should get some sleep. So, I pull back slightly.

"As much as I'd like to continue this… I think it's best if we get some sleep Sassenach." I smile at her.

She smiles back at me. "You're right Jamie."

I watch her as she steps out of the bed and starts undressing herself, piece by piece showing me more of her beautiful body. When she's only wearing a shift anymore, she gets in the bed and under the blankets. She looks at me with a mischievous smile. "Are you going to sleep in your clothes mister Fraser?"

It makes me laugh. I undress myself as fast as I can and crawl under the blankets as well. I put my arms around Claire as she lays her head on my chest. I can feel her relax in my arms. I smile to myself.

We have each other. We'll be okay.