Anne smiled to herself when she felt Sam's lips against her skin. She took the opportunity to hug him tighter and let the happiness wash over her again, letting him feel how grateful she was that he was there, alive and well, and that they were a family. All of them.
Pulling back, she settled on her heels and nodded. "Yes. But first?" Her smile widened. "I want to hold my son without the threat of gunfire."