Darcy wrapped a robe around herself and went in search of Natasha. It was the dead of night. She went room to room and finally found her standing in the backyard looking up at the clear night sky.

The moon was full, the stars were sparkling.

“Sorry, did I wake you?” Natasha asked as Darcy came out of the house.

“No,” Darcy said. She stepped up beside Natasha.

Natasha had a bag of popcorn, she offered it to Darcy. While Darcy chewed Natasha said “Still beautiful, even knowing it’s scary out there.”

“Always.” Darcy slipped her arm around Natasha's waist.