"I ain't never been one ta pray. Ye know that. I got ta ask ye a favor tonight Lord. If `in it not be too much ta ask please spare Misstress Lizzy. I `ate ta see the Master hurtin' so. He's a good man he is. He don't desirve this pain. Thank ya fer the chance to come ta care fer this people Lord. They mean the world ta me now. Amen," Katlin breathed the last word as she broke down in tears. She was about to hit her knees when she felt two strong arms encircle her. Her head jerked up to discover Jacks face silluetted by the stars and ebony sky. She drew in a sharp breath as she relized he had been crying as well.

"It's chilly out luv. Why ya out here on the terice in the deep of night," he asked as he lead her into the house. She could only shake her head as new tears began to fall. Gently Jack sat her down upon the davon and retrived a glass of water from the pitcher that had been left on the table in Elizabeth's dressing room. Slowly she sipped the water as she regained her composure. Jack stode beside the freanch doors gazing at the saky. Katlin studied him for a few moments before he turned back toward her. Quickly she rose and began to drag toward Elizabeth's bed chamber. Jack grasped her arm and she turned to look him in the eye.

"Ya need rest luv. Ya donin' no one any good dead on yer feet." When she began to protest Jack swept her into his arms and carried her into the hallway. At that moment Will was trying to sneak from his bed chamber to Elizabeth's. Since he knew he was caught he froze. The sight before him was enough to stop him in his tracks. Katlin was kicking and pushing against Jack in a weak attempt to free herself.

"Were's she sleep Welp," Jack asked Will with a smile of pue delight onhislips. Will pointed to the first door past Elizabeth's. He was so confused he couldn't speak he just turned and entered his room.