"I believe you..."
The smile she gave him was tearful but full of relief.  She brought her forehead to his and in a low voice, knowing that he had never been one for many words and still unsteady "This will work out Nick... everything will be fine."  She'll make it fine.  Heaven or hell, mountain or water...  demon or angel.. she'd do what had to be done ....  the words held a familiarity to her but she brushed it aside as she squeezed his hands to give him some kind of assurance.
 
"Think we can go inside...? I... " she looked down at her now dirty sweat pants and tried for a crooked grin "kind of messed these things up.  And.." she gave him a hopeful look "I could really use some of that mud right now."
 
[tag.. whatcha other peeps gonna do? :P]

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