#outlander 4.09

I don't wanna look at anything else now that I saw you

I don't wanna think of anything else now that I thought of you

I've been sleepin' so long in a twenty-year dark night

And now I see daylight, I only see daylight

Sam Heughan x Sophie Skelton, 4.09

“How shall I tell ye what it is, to feel the need of a place?” he said softly. “The need of snow beneath my shoon. The breath of the mountains, breathing their own breath in my nostrils as God gave breath to Adam. The scrape of rock under my hand, climbing, and the sight of the lichens on it, enduring in the sun and the wind.”

His breath was gone and he breathed again, taking mine. His hands were linked behind my head, holding me, face-to-face.

“If I am to live as a man, I must have a mountain,” he said simply. His eyes were open wide, searching mine for understanding.

“Will ye trust me, Sassenach?” he said. His nose pressed against mine, but his eyes didn’t blink. Neither did mine.

“With my life,” I said.

I felt his lips smile, an inch from mine.

“And with your heart?”

“Always,” I whispered, closed my eyes, and kissed him.

“I - I don’t say it often.  Perhaps it’s only that I wasn’t raised to say such things; I lived with my uncle, and he was affectionate, but not - well, I didn’t know how married people - “

He put his hand lightly over my mouth, a faint smile touching his lips, After a moment, he took it away.

I took a deep breath, steadying my voice.

“Look, what I mean to say is - if I don’t say it, how do you know I love you?”

He stood still, looking at me, then nodded in acknowledgement.

“I know because ye’re here, Sassenach,” he said quietly.