It was impossible for her to stop grinning as she flew over the few miles of vegetation between the shuttle port and her destination.

She climbed in the window in one fluid motion, made so from years of visits. A wave of compassion swept over her as she caught a glimpse of the peacefully sleeping figure.

Quietly padding over to the bed she climbed in, careful not to disturb him.

"Good morning, Holly."

She stiffened for an instant then relaxed, snuggling in to the warm body.

"I thought you were asleep," she murmured.

"You thought wrong," he murmured back, his words a rumble in his chest. Eyes still closed his arms encircled her, pulling her even closer.

She nestled her face into his collarbone, feeling nothing but love for him. Just minutes late he was asleep and she rose and fell rhythmically to his breathing. "Artemis," she sighed, content.