"If y'buy me a drink, I'll tell you all about what you missed," she smiles, moving towards the backdoor (all the while not breaking the closeness between their bodies). "Had a few more name ideas for the colt."

She slips back into her normal self effortlessly, irreverence in her lilting voice as she pulls Doc inside for the fire and a hot meal. Her mind is back on the stock, and all thoughts of Vlad Tepesh leave her.


Until later that night, when she dreams.