When Kel woke up that morning it was to Dom's snoring, even through her sleepy haze she noticed his arm wrapped tight around her and his other hand in her hair. She was overcome with the urge to kiss him – however her Yamani control had never failed and it didn't again. Kel knew she should get up – they had planned to reach Mindelan a day ago and were still a day's ride away but she was to comfortable right now. After a few minutes she ran her hand down his side – like she use to do to her brothers and nephews when they were asleep. She for once in years woke someone up – not like a warrior – yelling or talking loud and this time it didn't involve water. His eyes drifted open – before closing again. Dom pulled her closer and inhaled the scent of her hair deeply. She tried to wriggle a little bit free and his only response was to hold onto her tighter.

"Dom I have to get up." He started tickling her sides and she shrieked with laughter. "Please. Dom!" Wolset decided that it was a good time to Barge in, with half Dom's men. Wolset – seeing Dom leaning over Kel – quickly covered his eyes. The men quickly backtracked, stumbling over themselves in an effort to get away. Once they were gone Dom leaned his head against Kel's shoulder and was shaking with silent laughter. She was trying very hard to not start laughing however she couldn't help the smile that spread across her face. After a few minutes she shoved him off her and sat up – fixing her shirt where it rode up. He grunted from his spot on the floor.

When Kel walked out of her tent the men glanced up at her then quickly glanced down. The smell of food hit her nose and she was instantly nauseous. She walked quickly out of range of tents – before collapsing just in time to throw up. She felt his hand on the back of her neck – lifting her hair back. When she finished she leaned back against him, exhausted. He took off his shirt and used it to wipe her mouth with. She leaned forward – as if to vomit again – but she just dry heaved, nothing else would come out. She sat against him again and he ran his fingers threw her hair till she had fallen asleep, picking her up and carrying her back to where everyone was sitting around the fire. Neal looked up from where he was sitting – half asleep.

"What's wrong?"

"Neal, relax its just a side effect, the smell of food made her feel ill." Neal nodded then quickly brushed back her hair – in a brotherly way – and put a small sleeping spell.

"She can ride with you today – I don't want her doing much." He spoke it as a command then went back to the fire, there was no sarcasm in his voice – he must me worried or stressed about something.