It was late when you pulled into camp. Most everyone had long since gone to bed with exception of those on watch. Walking to the doorway of her tent, you see her in bed sleeping the night away.

Setting your gun aside on a crate, you slipped off your shoes and slide under the covers with panam. Cuddling up to her from behind, she sighs softly and eased into your touch. Panam smiles in her sleep as she stirred, her body was warm.

Panam Palmer: "About damn time..."

she mumbled with a sigh, her eyes still closed.