He held himself over her for a minute as they both caught their breath, watching her in wonder as she looked up at him. She smiled at him when he reached her eyes, happy but a little awkward... and a little- was that sadness? "Are you alright?" He carefully rolled off of her, pulling her with him.

"Yeah," she said, sweeping her hair away from her face. "Well, I don't know."

He felt uneasy. "It wasn't... good for you?"

His anxiety got a laugh from her, made her lean up to kiss him. "Oh, I didn't mean it like that at all. I just... this doesn't seem real. I've been alone for years, and even before that I never thought I'd... I never thought we would..." The words caught awkwardly in her throat.

"You've thought about... with me?"

She glared at him, but it didn't have its desired effect as she was in his arms, cuddling against his chest. "Don't flatter yourself too much.. but yes, I had a bit of a crush on you at Shiz," she admitted, not seeing what she had to lose. "But I sort of hated you, too, you know. You were an ass when I first met you."

"Ouch!" he said, but laughed. "I guess I deserved that." He hesitated for a second before kissing the top of her head and admitting, "But since you said that, it's only fair to admit I liked you, to. I couldn't get you out of my head after the day with the Lion cub." He ran his fingers through her hair, brushing grass out of it. "I'm guessing I should have told you that, shouldn't have I?"

She twisted so she could look him in the eye. "Maybe, maybe not. If you had, maybe I wouldn't have run out on the Wizard, maybe no one would be up against him." She smiled wistfully. "The again, maybe if you'd told me we would've done this in a bed instead of in the woods."

That disturbed him a little. "Are you really alright? You don't regret this, do you?"

"Of course not! Just... a bed, walls, a roof would be nice."

He relaxed a little. "But think of what we have, the stars above us, the moon watching over."

She rolled over, looking up at the night sky. "That's true, it is pretty." She let out a breath. "Fiyero, I've never... what are we now?"

He smiled. "Everything. Or at least you're everything to me. I think you have been for a while though."

She stared up into the stars and didn't look at him, but squeezed his hand just a little tighter. "But what about tomorrow, the day after that?"

He pulled her hand up to his lips and kissed it. "I'm not going to lie to you. I don't know what'll happen come morning. I don't know where things will go. But I love you, and I will never leave you if I have any say in that."

"And that's all I need," she said, fatigue catching up with her. They pulled on their clothing, not wanting to deal with embarrassment if they happened to be surprised in the middle of the night. He used his jacket as a makeshift pillow and held her close to him. Truthfully, he was terrified that that night would be both their first and last together. But as he stared up at the sky, looking at the same stars that had shined down on him his entire life, feeling her warm body pressed against his, and listening to the steady sound of her breath as she drifted off to sleep, he could complain about nothing.