Returning from her walk in the park, River was in a good mood. She hummed to herself as she walked up the stairs, managing two steps at a time. She stopped outside Jack's door, hoping he was there and on his own, and having let her mind assure her that was the case she knocked on the door.

[For Jack]

River had fallen asleep early and hence woke up quite early too. After tossing and turning and accidentally waking Berthold too, she slipped out of bed, got dressed and picked up a bowl of ice cream in the kitchen. She then made her way down to the second floor, hoping to find Jack. She stopped outside the door for a moment, her mind reaching out ( Read more... )

She had felt bad about letting Blair sleep on the floor every night, so this week River had slept in her own bed every night. The dreams kept returning, and on waking up she felt even more tired than she had going to bed the night before. Berthold had sniffled and poked her gently, as if trying to offer some comfort, although it might just have ( Read more... )