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The sun had set almost an hour when Maura returned to her cabin. Despite the decadence and luxury that greeted her when she opened the door, the only thing she saw was their modest suburban home and hoped that the new start would actually follow them there.

With no sign of Jane, Maua tiptoed around the room, not wanting to wake her if indeed she was in the cabin. Glancing around, she saw that Jane’s shoes were all lined up in the doorway of the room she’d taken. Across the other side of the cabin, the room to the second bedroom was slightly ajar. She knew as surely as she was standing there that she had closed it before they’d left.

As she neared the room, she heard a familiar, somewhat comforting sound. Jane was talking in her sleep, something she only ever did after they’d had a big fight.
Creeping into the room, Maura felt herself fall in love all over again with the brunette. She was lying in bed, the simple silk sheet covering her, her right arm flung casually up by her head while her left hand hinted at cupping her breast. Her unkempt hair fell haphazardly over her face, one strand being accidently chewed upon as she spoke.

Maura slipped from her clothes and piled them neatly in the chair in the corner before slipping under the sheet and kissing Jane’s lips gently. The brunette opened her eyes slowly and smiled.

“Hey Lover!” Jane purred as Maura wrapped her in a huge hug.

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Bear sat on the edge of the airstrip waiting for the rest of the group. There were so many things he should be doing today, the most important according to society, was checking in with his parole officer. Instead, he had chosen to go on his trip. It was an event he’d missed for the past few years for reasons outside of his control, at least then they were. Since his release, he’d fixed the problem that had caused him to miss this much loved time away.

Behind him, he heard the low rumble of men talking and flicked his cigarette onto the concrete.

“Walt, got some shit?” Bear snarled.