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Wilmond leaned back against the bedpost and pulled Taylore in close against him "It's allright, just let it go, okay? Just cry, it's allright, I'm still here." He rocked her gently like a mother would her baby, and kept his hold on her. "I'm still here, don't worry." He kissed her forehead several times and kept repeating words of comfort.

Taylore broke down and started crying, she couldnt loose him. She just couldnt. Crying for a good fifteen minutes, she stopped when she couldnt cry anymore and just held onto him tightly. Tommorrow was the day he went to go fight Winston and she was terrified of loosing him. Sniffling, she squeezed her eyes shut and fought back the feeling to cry since she couldnt anymore. "Its not okay.. Im terrified of loosing you Wilmond.." She murmured.

"I won't lose, princess." He hugged her tightly. He planted a kiss on her lips and looked into her eyes. "You're not getting rid of me that easily!" he smiled slightly while he said it.

Taylore sniffled and kissed him back. Wiping her wet eyes, dry and her tears off her cheeks. Managing a small smile as he tried to joke with her. Putting her forehead lightly on his chest, she breathed in his conforting scent as they sat there. "I better not loose you that easily," she replied quietly.

"you won't."

Taylore held onto him tightly and stayed curled up in his lap for a good thirty or so minutes. Even after she had calmed down, slowly she started to fall asleep too. It was early in the morning and it was what could be her last day with him. She just wanted to be held by him and nothing more.

Wilmond just held her. He figured Taylore needed it, and he didn't object at all. he buried his face in her hair a,d gave her soft kisses every few minutes. "Are you allright?"

Taylore looked up at Wilmond and shook her head. "No..im just spending the time we have together. Im afraid of loosing you. I swear if you live through this then you are going to ask me to marry you because im not leaving you after this. Ever," she said quietly. Then kissed him gently but deeply.

Wilmond smiled. "I'll bear that in mind, allright?" He then closed his eyes for a second. He was nervous as hell, but he wasn't gonna show it to her. "Everything'll be allright."

Taylore smiled a little bit then kissed his cheek lightly. "I know.." She whispered then put her head back on his shoulder. "Wilmond..what do you want to eat?" She asked with a small smile. She was going to try and make it a good day for them both.

"Surprise me." He just said. "I'm sure you'll come up with something perfect." he smiled at her.

Taylore smiled then carefully crawled from his lap and off the bed. Going into the kitchen, she made a big breakfast of eggs, bacon, and toast. Then set it on the kitchen table and motioned for Wilmond to come to the table. Once they were done with breakfast, she cleaned the dishes then put them up. Leaning on the kitchen counter when she was through, she put her head in her hands and let out a stressed sigh. Her nerves were driving her crazy every passing hour the next day would come closer.

Wilmond saw her stress, so he decided it was time for some fun. He sneaked up behind her and locked his hands around her waist, abruptly lifting her over his shoulder. He then started walking out of the kitchen, grinning broadly.

Taylore jumped and squeaked whenever Wilmond's hands locked around her waist. Gasping whenever he picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. "Ah! Wilmond!" She said with a laugh as he started walking, she sifted slightly but knew he wouldnt drop her. "Where are we going?" She asked, the smile in her voice obvious.

Wilmond stood still when they got to the living room. "What's the one thing you can't handle at all?" he asked, grinning broadly.

Taylore thought quietly for a moment then decided there was only one thing that could probably kill her. "Being tickled. Why?" She asked curiously and wondered why they had stopped.

"You got that right!" He threw her into the couch and jumped her, starting his tickle-fest.

Taylore squeaked and laughed hard as he jumped on her and started tickling her. "No!" she said quickly and tried to defned herself against his tickles but couldnt. Laughing hard, she squirmed and tried to escape from him as she started tearing up.

After tickling her for a while, WIlmond got tired and sat back. "Had enough?" he winked at her.

Taylore took in a few gulping breaths as he sat back. "Y-yes!" She said breathlessly with a smile. Then she rolled her eyes as he winked then smirked and pulled him back down. Kissing him happily, feeling much happier.