He felt the breath slide up his chest, and hit his face. But the person still said nothing. He reached over, and struck a match, then lit the lamp beside him. Kes' face glowed in the light of the flame. She was smiling, with two marks coming up from her chin (on both sides of her face), and stopping at the center of her bottom eyelids. He pulled back, looking down at her.

"Kes?" he asked. She smiled.

"Hi, Quinn."

"I thought you…I mean, didn't you say…?" She sat up, and touched his stomach.

"Shhh…" Leaning over, she kissed him. He pulled back, and looked at her.

"You said that turning into a dragon meant that you can never become human again. What happened?" he asked. She looked down, smiling.

"I don't know, Quinn. I was sitting, outside of London, tending to my burns from that fire. One minute, I'm covering a burn on my stomach from the wind with my wing, and the next, I'm holding my shirt over it. I'm still not entirely sure. All I know, Quinn, is I'm here, and I'm alive." She reached out, and took his hand. He smiled at her.

"I'm glad you're here."

"I'm glad I'm here too." She giggled, and leaned over him. Taking a breath, she put out the light, and laid down. "I'm tired. Can we go to sleep now?" Quinn nodded, and closed his eyes. Kes closed hers, too, and rested her head on the pillow.

Morning came, and Quinn opened his eyes to find himself alone. He sat up quickly, and looked around the room. Kes was nowhere in sight. Afraid it was a dream, he hopped off his bed, slid his shoes on, and ran out into the hall, then down the steps. As he ran outside, he saw the kids running around, laughing, and, in front of them all, leading them in circles, was Kes. She wore a long sleeved black shirt, and a pair of blue jeans, and her eyes were closed to slits. Lifting her head, she saw Quinn, and smiled at him. He smiled back, and she walked over. Ricky, who had been standing off to the side, walked up behind the kids, Jared following him closely. She stepped up in front of Quinn, put her arms around his shoulders, and kissed him. He put his hands on her waist and kissed her back, pulling her close.

"Oooooh! Kes and Quinn sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!" She pulled away, and turned around.

"Shut up, Ricky!" Turning her head back, she kissed him again, and pulled him into a hug. Ricky and Jared jogged over, and pushed Quinn back.

"Hey!"

"Stop hogging my sister…" Ricky laughed, and threw his arms around her, picking her up. She laughed. Jared hugged her, too, and the door opened. They all paused, turning around.

"Kes?" Zene asked. She smiled. "You came back!" He ran to her, and she picked him up, spinning around. He pulled away, and dropped the tooth around her neck.

"I told you I would, didn't I?" she asked, laughing. He smiled, and turned his head to see his little dragon come waddling out of the Castle. She glanced over, and looked to Quinn.

"Did you tell him he could have a pet?" she asked, setting Zene down. He nodded.

"Well…Jess found her way back here, and I thought, Zene needed someone," he said, watching the little boy pick up the dragon and dance about, giggling. She put her arm around Quinn's waist, and smiled.

It was nighttime again, sooner than Kes had wanted it to come. Quinn headed up to his room, after making his rounds to check on the children. She started down, heading outside, when she bumped shoulders with him.

"Hey, you headin' up?" he asked, pointing. She shook her head.

"I'm doing the double check tonight. I'll be up in a bit." Nodding, he continued up, and she continued down, peeking into the rooms, taking a count, and when she reached the main bedrooms, filled with bunks, she stretched up to see the kids on the top bunk, and bowed to see those on the bottom. Zene lay on his side, slightly snoring, with Jess under his arm. She, too, was lightly snoring. Giggling to herself, Kes did some quick math in her head, and nodded, walking towards the door.

She wandered outside, and looked around, seeing a single tank that the Americans had brought, slightly scorched, against the gate. Glancing up, she saw the watchman, and waved. He waved back, and walked away, to sit. Kes turned, and headed down a slight hill, and pulled up the broom that leaned against the side of the garage. She walked around to the back, and paused. Two stainless steel doors were glinting slightly in the moonlight, the lock that held them shut laying carefully in the dirt. She lifted the broom, placing the handle on her shoulder, and opened the doors, dropping down onto the steps. Looking around at the brightly lit room, she smiled. Little brass plates were screwed into the wall, with names and years scribbled on them. They were placed beneath a picture, and she walked across to one, that had a picture of Denton on it. The little brass plate had his name on it, then the year he was born to the year he died. She smiled sadly, and shook her head, walking away, down the tunnel. Kes could hear a clinking sound, and peeked around the corner. All she could see was the ruffled brown hair of a man in a black turtleneck sweater.

"What're you doin?" she asked, placing her hands on her hips. He jumped, and turned around.

"Surprised me, Kes…" Quinn said. She cocked her head at an angle, and started over.

"I thought you went to bed…"

"I saw this picture, and came down here to put it up with his name." She placed her hand against his back, and looked at the picture. It was of their friend, Creedy, who'd died not too long before Denton. She raised her hand, placing it against her lips, and took a deep breath.

"God, I miss him…" Quinn nodded.

"What are you doing out here?" he asked, turning back to finish fixing the brass plate.

"Came out for a little walk, and thought I'd come down here, when I saw the doors uncovered." He smiled. She set the broom against the wall, forgetting she'd been holding it for a while, and walked around the room. Pictures of Ajay, and Barlow were there, plus pictures of others who'd died because of a dragon. "They shouldn't have died. None of them should have died." She looked away, and lifted her eyes to Quinn's.

"I know, Kes…Come on," he said, waving his hand. She walked over, picking up the broom. "Let's go inside…" He placed his arm around her shoulder, and they headed towards the steps, him pulling down the switch, shutting off the lights.

The moon shone down directly into Kes' eyes, and she squeezed them together, tighter, trying to keep it out. Rolling onto her side, she let out a small gasp as she fell to the cold floor. With a groan, she pushed herself onto her back, and stared up at the ceiling, her blanket wrapped around her waist and covering one leg. Quinn yawned, and rolled over, but didn't wake up. She sighed, and sat up, pulling herself off the ground, and ripping her blanket from her body. She felt a drop of sweat fall down her cheek as she pushed open the door, and walk out. She was tired, but she couldn't sleep, so she just wandered down the hallway, and up the steps, to the watchtower. The man who was sitting there turned around in his chair, nodded to her, and went back to watching the window.

"Why don't you take a bit off?" she asked. "I can watch this for a little while…Go get some coffee or somethin'," she said, smiling. He nodded.

"I'll be back in fifteen, Kes."

"Alright, Jack." Jack stood, walking out the door, patting her shoulder. She walked to the edge, and leaned against it, watching the dark sky as the moon rose higher. She sighed.

"Creedy? I know you can hear me…" she whispered, closing her eyes. She pictured his smiling face in her mind, and smiled, herself. "I know you can hear me, because I know that you'll never be gone from us. So I just want you to listen. You never had to die. It was a split-second decision you made. You shouldn't be dead. You should still be here, with us, glad that the second known male is dead, praying that there aren't anymore. Praying that any eggs the females have laid, and were fertilized, are females, as well. Praying that all we have left to do in our lifetimes is rebuild. You were always there, Creedy…" she said, and smiled again. "You and Jared were there if I needed to talk. You were the first person I ever told that I cared for Quinn. And I'm glad I told you. I believe it made me better. It let me get up, and start to move about again, because I knew I could talk to you…even if you couldn't talk back…" She sighed sadly, feeling the tear on her lips. Her head lowered, and she began to cry. She covered her face in her hands, shaking her shoulders as she cried. After a couple minutes, she wiped her eyes, and lifted her head. Turning around, she leaned backwards, closing her eyes, letting the moonlight fall onto her face. She stood up a bit straighter, considering going to sit, when she felt the lips land against hers. Her eyes opened, and she saw Quinn, standing there, his hands on her waist, kissing her. She pushed him back, and wiped her eye again.

"What are you doing here?" she asked. "I thought you were asleep…"

"Yeah? I thought you were sleepin' too," he said, smiling. She nodded.

"I was…but I woke up, and couldn't fall back asleep, so I just came up here to think…"

"About?"

"Creedy…" Quinn nodded, not needing her to say anything more.

"Come on…let's go back down. Let Jack know to come back up here," he said, smiling. She nodded, hooking her arm thru his, and walked out the door, and down the steps, passing Jack on the way.

Kes rolled over, throwing her arm over Quinn's shoulder. He slid his hand over her bare stomach, kissing her forehead. She sighed, content, in her sleep, and moved her head a bit closer. He leaned closer, pushing his lips against hers, and she opened her eyes.

"Quinn, what are you doing? It's five AM…" she mumbled, yawning a little. He smiled.

"I know…and we don't have to be up for another three hours," he said softly, reaching up and running a finger over her cheek. She smiled, but shook her head.

"Quinn…once again…its five…AM…I need to sleep…" she whispered, and closed her eyes. He slid his fingers down over her arm, across her stomach, and brushed them against her bare hips, and smiled.

"C'mon, Kes…" he said, kissing her shoulder. Her eyes opened again, and she looked up at him.

"Quinn…" she muttered, rolling onto her back and holding the sheet against her body. He moved her hand, placed his hands on her waist, and lifted her up, pulling over her over and sitting her on his lap. She gasped a little, looking down at him. "Oh, Quinn…" she said softly, and he slid down, laying on his back, and clasped his hands on her hips.

"Let's give it another go…" he said, smirking, pulling her down and kissing her. He squeezed his hands harder into her hips, lifting her up a bit and dropping her back down. She moaned, and began to move herself. After a minute, he rolled over, so he was on her, and began to move himself, his lips still pressed against hers. She was moaning and groaning under his body and his movements, and slid her hands up onto his shoulders, and down his back, tugging at the sheet so that it was up, covering his waist.

She finally arched her back, crying out, and he dropped into her arms. She took in a deep breath, as he rolled off her, slipping his arms around her.

"You…are…amazing…Kes…" he said, brushing his lips over her neck. She smiled, sliding against him.

"So are…you…Quinn…" she said softly, kissing him. He slid his hand over her waist, and she rested her head on his chest, running her fingers across his stomach. He smiled, kissing the top of her head, and she looked up as someone knocked on the door. Groaning, she wrapped the sheet around her as Quinn pulled his jeans on. He walked over, opening the door, and looked out.

"Zene? What's up?" he asked. Behind him, Kes pulled her clothes back on, and ran her fingers thru her hair, pushing it back off her shoulders.

"There…were screams…and I woke up…and got scared…" he said quietly. Kes blushed, and rolled over rubbing her fingers against her cheeks. Quinn smiled, and stepped back.

"C'mon in, Zene…" He ran in, and paused when he saw Kes, but jumped up on the bed next to her.

"Kes, Kes!" he cried. She put her arms around him, and he curled up beside her. Quinn closed the door, and turned around, winking. She smiled, and Zene quickly fell asleep in Quinn's spot. She looked up at him, and reached over, taking Quinn's hand as he walked up.

"He took your place," she whispered.

"I know…But I can lay over here…It'll prevent any more urges I get tonight…er…this morning…" he whispered, smiling. She nodded, and rolled onto her side, arm over Zene's waist, and closed her eyes. Quinn leaned down, kissing her quickly, before laying down on the other bed.

Quinn rolled over, and threw his arm over someone, and opened his eyes, slightly surprised. Kes was curled up beside him, her shirt hung up on the bedpost, and he glanced across the room. The door was closed, and Zene was gone, and she had the sheet wrapped around her, but he could tell she was still wearing her jeans. He smiled, and kissed the back of her shoulder, causing her to twitch, and roll towards him.

"Mornin', Kes," he mumbled, stifling a yawn. She smiled, lifting her head at the sound of his voice.

"Hiya…" He moved a little, and glanced down at himself. He was still in his jeans, but they were no longer buttoned, and, moving his eyes, he noticed hers weren't, either.

"Did we…" he asked, motioning, "again, this morning?" She glanced down, and shrugged, sliding closer.

"If we did…I was sleeping…" she said, smiling, burying her head in his shoulder.

"Yea…me too…But then why is your shirt off?"

"Got warm," she said softly, brushing her lips over his shoulder, and sliding her arms around him. He put his arms around her shoulders, and held her near him.

"I'm glad you're here…" he muttered.

"Me too…" She sighed again, rubbing her hand against his back, and lifted her head, looking at him. "What time is it?" she asked. Quinn moved his head, looking at the clock he had on the wall.

"Almost ten…"

"Think we should be getting up?" she asked, slipping back a little. He shrugged.

"I don't care…"

"Unless you want them to begin to think they know what we did last night…and this morning, perhaps we should…" He bent his head, kissing her, and nodded, pulling the sheet back. She rolled away, dropping her feet to the floor, and slid her shirt on over her head. As she stood, Quinn walked up to her, and ran his hands around her waist, pulling her close, and kissed her again. She smiled into the kiss, and wrapped her arms around his shoulders.