In Each Other We Will Find Strength

Calloused, bony hands held smaller soft ones and pressed them there to his heart. Tears filled his eyes and he smiled sadly through them. "We only have each other." Henry knew he was right. They had support from the family, but no one was feeling the loss they were. "I'm sorry you lost your son, Mr. Gold." Post "Quiet Minds" when Henry has his memory back. Grandpastiltskin/Henry