How you know

Gunner was taken off guard by Bree's entrance, and jumps, looking up with slightly wide eyes. A grin quickly comes though. "Nah, vampires have to work hard - they just don't like to admit it."

Sitting up crosslegged, he spies the bag and the contents she empties onto the bed. There's a sparkle behind his eyes that he tries to hide - one that was like a little kid, anxious to discover what new things there were to see. He bites his lip and reaches for the pack of gum. "What I want to know is..." Taking a piece out, he savors the cinnamon flavor and leans sideways on the bed, his head on the mattress. "Mmm." He tries to make a basket with the crumpled wrapper before finishing his original statement. "...is how you know what all my favorites are."

He looks up at her, not bothering to stand or sit somewhere else. He throws her a glance as if she's crazy. "Like you think I'd turn down another outing? Besides, I forgot to show you something in the stars last night."


Cindy gives Wes a brave smile. She knew that letters might get through... and that there might be a few times for phone calls. But she also knew that contact was limited. While Wes was overseas, she would be lucky to hear his voice at all. But she would hope and pray for it, no matter how few times it was.

Standing abruptly, she gives Wes' hand a squeeze and moves to the kitchen cupboards. "So... what should we have for lunch?" Tears burned the back of her eyes and she forced herself not to blink, knowing that those tears would fall if she let go for just a moment. "We can have leftovers from last night, or I can make you a sandwich or... whatever you want."