His heart started again when she breathed and he leaned in to kiss her forehead and her cheek. "Oh Thank God. Yeah, it's me. Tess. I've got you."
He flashed her a grin and shifted her up some, supporting her in his arms and smiled softly. "You're going to be okay." He hoped, and he prayed. She had to be, right? He couldn't lose her.
He held her and breathed slowly, and smiled down at her. "No dying."