"Xena?"

"Xenaaaaa?"

"... XENA?"

"Gods, what is it Gabrielle?"

The raven haired woman had been grasped from the land of Morpheus by a certain /annoying/ blonde bard, who was practically screaming in her ear for gods know what.

"I'm cold..." Gabrielle exclaimed in the tiniest of voices, and Xena practically melted. All traces of anger were soon forgotten as she opened up her bedroll and swiftly pulled Gabrielle's smaller form against her leather clad body.

"There. Better?" Xena raised a brow in amusement. A grin settled upon the ex warlord's lips as the blonde wrapped her arms around her waist and nuzzled her face into her neck, murmuring a soft "wonderful" before drifting off to visit the land of Morpheus.