Slade and Cassie had soon arrived back at Cassie's barn. Flying in through the hayloft, the same way that they had flown out earlier, Cassie and Slade pulled up once they had reached the hayloft floor. They both started demorphing at the same time, and once Cassie was done she climbed back down the ladder, while Slade went almost to the edge to wave to her as she climbed down.

Once Cassie was out of sight, Slade walked back behind the stacks of hay-bales to deal with his bedding. After shaking the loose bits of hay out of his blanket, Slade tossed the blanket over his shoulder and headed over to the other stack of hay-bales. Grabbing the bottom of the stack, Slade hauled it over to where the other two bales were stacked.

Slade stepped back a couple paces to better admire his work. That should be good enough to hide behind, at least. Sweeping away the remaining pieces of loose straw, Slade carelessly tossed his blanket down and went out to retrieve his clothes. After he'd hidden them with his blanket and pillow, Slade started to make up his rudimentary bed. Laying down on the hard floor, Slade considered using the scattered straw and hay to make a sort of mattress for himself.

Probably'd be too itchy, Slade thought after a few moments of consideration. Yawning hugely, Slade lay his head on the pillow and drifted off a few minutes later.