He was more than likely facing some sort of disciplinary action, probably a fine, but he didn’t care. Any fine would be worth it. Hearing Mac was going to be fine had been such a relief, and just the memory of Emily in his arms, the feel of her in his lap as he’d watched her sleep, was worth any monetary fine coming his way. Gareth was amazed that even with his continued tormented memories of Emily, he had forgotten how good it was to hold her, how perfect she felt and how just having her in his arms brought him such peace. Even with the unsettling events unfolding around them. The relief on Emily’s face had been unmistakeable at the doctor’s assurances that Mac would pull through the surgery, and even though she had still looked a little shell-shocked and upset as the nurse took her in to see her father, Gareth was sure that just the sight of Mac would settle her fears. Waiting was such a hard task, and imagining the worst was easy to do. Gareth had started to feel a bit panicked at the length of time Mac had been in surgery, as well.
