Clara had fallen asleep in Artimers arms and wondered how she had survived sleeping alone all these years. He was so warm and made her feel safe and wanted when she had to fight for everything else in her life. He just gave and gave to her and she wanted  nothing more then to stay by his side even if their lives were in danger on the surface she knew that they would find a way to make it work.<br/><br/>Clara woke up slowly not wanting to leave her for once peaceful dreams. She felt warm and comfortable and shifted slightly to be closer to the sorce of that warmth. Her eyes fluttered open and she found herself looking at a bare chest and remembered that she had made love to Artimer. She felt the light ache inside from her first time with him but it barley bothered her. A smile came to her lips as she took in a deep breath bringing his scent into her lungs and out again as her breath lightly collided with his chest.<br/><br/>Her hand was in his still and gave it a light squeeze and she wondered if he had woken up yet.  She knew he didn't regret what they had done last night since he had verbally claimed her when they had been relaxing in the afterglow of love making. She didn't regret it either and right now she didn't want to think of the war or of what she had done had made her a tratior. She didn't even want to move from this spot and selfishly wanted to stay in his arms forever.