Sky now drove, and Liz curled up on the passanger seat, well aware that even though she was healed, nothing seemed to warm up how cold she felt. She began to shiver.
"You cold?" Sky asked, not taking her eyes from the road.
"A little."
Sky's brow furrowed, as if she was questioning what she was about to say. Instead of saying anything, she turned up the heating.
Sky drove up to the Sheriff's house, where she heard Liz's daughter, Caroline, who she was yet to meet, pottering around inside. Liz didn't move. They sat there for several minutes, and Sky realised Liz's body was quivering in fear.
"Are you alright?"
"Yeah, I just..." Liz looked honestly at her, and Sky was gripped by the genuiness of the woman before her, "Thank you for saving me."
Sky shrugged, looking away. "Don't... don't mention it." Liz, too, looked away, gazing out of the window into the now starry black night. A car screeched past, its orange lights throwing eerie shadows into the car.
"You must care about Damon a lot to go after him like that," Liz added conversationally.
Sky took a deep breath, "Yeah, yeah I do... He's like my brother."
Liz turned so fast she clicked her neck, startled, "Oh, so you're not, I mean he's not... you two aren't -"
Sky roared with laughter, throwing her golden green curls back. "Hell no!"
Liz let out a short sigh of relief, and smiled, her soft eyes fixed on Sky. Neither women seemed to have anything to say yet, so Liz struggled out of her seat belt and got out of the car, giving one more fleeting look at Sky before heading inside.