Daggerhorn..

Sam watched her concerned. "Let's take you back in the tent, we can take them with us." He said, gently lifting her up off the ground and taking her back inside, careful not to jostle her, hoping the two would follow.

Josie protested then sighed and let him take her in. "I could grow to hate this room." She muttered looking up at him.

Sam stared at her. "Better to hate the room and have you get better, than to love the room and have you not get better."

Josie grumbled under her breath then smiled a Little at him. "I guess."

Sam smiled and sat beside her. "besides, it's not like you're here alone. I mean, come on. I'm here, they're here. It's like our own little pow-wow goin on here."

Josie laughed, "That's a plus." She scooted over so that he could sit next to her. "Thanks for hanging around."

Sam shrugged. "It's not like I had anything better to do." He said with a smirk.

Josie laughed and smacked him on the shoulder, "That makes me feel so important." She said sarcastically with a smile.

"Good! Because you are important. To me anyway." Sam shrugged and smiled at her with a doofy grin. "I don't know about anyone else, but since I'm the only one that matters, then you are important."

Josie smiled, "Ego alert, who said your the only one that matters." She grinned playfully.

"Well you just did." Sam chuckled winking at her, his arm resting loosely around her. "You just said 'you're the only one that matters.' So it must be true." He shrugged.

Josie laughed, "Not in that context!" She leaned against him for support.

"It's all in the way you take it." Sam shrugged and glanced down at her smiling widely. Sariah limped in and smiled, handing them all some fresh rolls, and then limped back out carrying the tray back to Hannah. Sam glanced at his roll and smiled hungrily as he took a bite. "Hannah is the best cook ever." He said around a mouthful of roll.

Josie grinned, "I have to agree." She said and stuffed a bite into her mouth.

Lark wondered around camp searching for Sariah.

Sam smiled down at her widely, happy that once again he was right.

Sariah sat down against a tree to relieve some of the preassure from her foot. It was starting to hurt again.

Josie finished the roll and leaned against Sam, feeling exhausted.

Lark started twards where he was told someone saw Sariah.

The ground beneath her was cold and Sariah couldn't help the sleepyness that started to over power her. She felt herself drifting off, her foot throbbing, and her skin cold.

Sam wrapped his arm around Josie and let her head down on his lap as he finished up his roll. She definatly was not looking good.

Josie passed out.

Lark spotted Sariah underneath the tree, asleep. A small smile on his face he picked her up and started towards the tents.

Sariah stirred slightly, but only to cuddle him closer for his warmth.

Lark put her in her bed then slipped in next to her and laid an arm behind her.

Sariah stirred and opened her eyes and looked at him slightlly shocked, and then relaxed realizing it was Lark. "Hello." She murmered, cuddling him a little, cold cold outside having chilled her to the bone.

"Hello." He replied and pulled her closer as she she cuddled, rubbing her arms in an attempt to warm them.

Sariah blushed and smiled, her cold hands moving underneath his shirt looking for warmth. "What are you up to?" She asked curiously.

Lark smiled and held her hands with the shirt between them, "Trying to find work."

Sariah looked at him curiously. "I thought you were staying with us."