Tasha smiled and wiped away Lincoln's tears with the sheet on her bed before relaxing down and just staying as close to him as she possibly could. She had no intention of pulling away from him ever again. Hell, she wanted to hop a plane right then back to the states and marry him that very moment even though she knew she couldn't. 

	Resting there watching him as her eyes got heavy she couldn't stop smiling at the thought of marrying him. Slowly drifting off to a well needed sleep she wondered what their wedding would be like, she knew if he had any hand in it that it would probably turn out to be the most romantic wedding in history. First things first though, she had to recover. Not only for her but for him, he'd earned it more than she had in her mind.

	Murphy chuckled and slipped an arm around Cass, pulling her close after he flicked his cigarette to the ground. [color=82ca9d]"Doubt we'd be getting much sleep if you were taking me to bed lass,"[/color] he chuckled as he bipped the tip of his nose to hers. 

	[color=82ca9d]"Yup, English can take care of the Russian for a while. I'm wanting to test out some Scottish one on one time,"[/color] he teased before pressing a soft kiss to her forehead and pulling her closer.