“Even the thought of losing you would be enough to drive my fevered brain to madness. I cannot even entertain the idea, my love,” he said, grateful for her support and even more so for her touch. He squeezed her hands momentarily before releasing them in order to raise his up to her face, gently touching both cheeks. He relished in the warmth of her skin as his eyes drank from the well behind her eyes deeply. Victoria was as beautiful now as she ever was. To this day Ewan considered himself the luckiest man alive to have even a small part of her affections. Love made him more than blind to her faults; his feelings for her actually helped to mold his into a matching set.<br/><br/>He blinked as a softer expression crossed his face which gradually grew into a smile. Before long he had leaned in to taste her lips if she would allow him. If possible, the long-awaited kiss was as passionate as they had ever shared. It had been too many months since they had been alone together and he simply couldn't restrain himself. Then he remembered it had only been a few months since her youngest child had been born.<br/><br/>“And here I am whining to you about my troubles,” he added as he paused, burying his face in her neck. “How are you, my darling? Have you healed well? How is David?” he asked, referring to her few-month old baby. Ewan genuinely wanted to know how she had been over the past few months, hoping against hope that she did not share in any complications as Areonwen had.<br/><br/>Once she had replied Ewan went on to ask about Nicholas and Rebecca, her other young children whom had been born since she and Ewan became involved. While there was no way to know for certain who the father of her three youngest were, Ewan liked to fantasize that they were his. “I should like to meet them someday,” he added almost-absentmindedly.<br/><br/>As she replied to his requests a look of understanding slowly crept across Ewan’s features. He blinked rapidly as if a bright light had turned on. Mentally something clicked in his mind to allow the confusion he had been feeling to vanish. Without explaining his revelation, he moved to kiss Victoria (again?), only more intensely than before.<br/><br/>Gasping between breaths he whispered to his lover with an unmistakable and desperate sense of passion. “Victoria, I love you so much. If we do not make love… right now... I fear I may die…"