Antonin didn't even wake up when she crawled into bed next to him. Careful to keep distance between their bodies, she fell into a restless sleep. Several times throughout the night she woke up following unsettling dreams. Even with him back, she didn't feel at peace about it. There was so much she wanted to know, so much she didn't. Sometime in the middle of the night when the tiniest sliver of the waxing crescent moon was high in the sky, she knew she couldn't ignore him any longer.