He cried and she held onto him; how many times had he done the same for her? Far too many to count. Eventually, Pippa brought a hand up, slipping under that shaggy mane of hair to rest against the back of Rory's neck. "I am so sorry, Ro..."

Words, she knew, that wouldn't heal or help, encompassing far too many things: his mistakes, her own, their fight this morning, bringing him here...not being able to make it better.