A soft nudge made Flic frown and she mumbled in her sleep, edging away from the disruption. It had been days since she had been able to rest worry-free and she didn’t want it to end so soon. The light pushing against her arm persisted, and she grumbled as her eyes peeled open. Her head felt too heavy to lift from the window, but she turned her chin to Julien, trying to hold back giving her saviour the stink eye. He had collected her from edge of the highlands, fretting over her weary form, with food, bottles of water, spare clothes and blankets. Just seeing him made her smile, but when she saw the overflowing back seat of the car, Flic giggled. It had felt like it had been a long time since she last laughed. All she wanted was a lift back home, but he had brought an army of supplies for he
