1692 Thunder Road, Sunday morning (Shhh, we can pretend.)

[niceborders]

Ivanova shifted, curling closer to the warm body next to her. In that fuzzy area between sleep and awake, she was completely content.

That would probably have something to do with the fact that she had all her equipment back in place.

She yawned and nuzzled against the dark head beside her before settling down again.

[[For Bella.]]