Kinley had spent the day with her father and Sam who got along tremendously, even sparring a little, and Sam training with her father, who was more than patient with the young boy who seemed to flourish with all the attention he was receiving. She was also extremely weary. Sam was easy to look after. Hell she didn't even think of it as a job anymore, but lately she felt drained, fatigued even though she'd taken it fairly easy compared to other days. She shrugged. A good night's sleep and she'd be right as rain. It must have been all the travelling that had depleted her of energy, she decided. She went downstairs to fetch a warm cup of milk, something that never failed to help put her to sleep. Her father was asleep already in the guest room next door to hers and Sam had passed right out, t
