Most felt woozy and disoriented after taking flight with an angel, but it had never bothered Claire that much. She thought it would while pregnant, but it wasn't the first time he'd given her a lift in the last seven months.
When they settled in the warmth of the living room, smelling vaguely of chili cooking in the crockpot on the kitchen counter, she gave him a small grin and a nod, running her hand down her stomach.
"I told you, I'm fine Rory. Go about the rest of your day. We'll figure this out in time."