Susanna yawned as the morning light streaked through her shudders, stretching out her stiff shoulders. She had slept well considering the number of occupants of the house hold had more than tripled in one night, but better because she knew they would remain in the barn as Robert commanded them. He had shown her a new side of himself as he took charge of the situation, one that she hoped to see more often.<br/><br/>His wounds here healing well and quickly, a fact that brought pleasure and fear into her heart. Once fully healed, would he still want to hang around as a widow's labor boy? She loved his company, the way that he cared for her and the farm. This was something she would never ask him directly, but a thought constantly lingering in the back of her mind.<br/><br/>She rose silently and dressed, stepping into the hall. Susanna was surprised to find Robert slumbering by her door, a childish giggle bubbling from her lips. "Did you stay here all night?" she question softly, shaking his good shoulder gently to wake him up. "You really are something, Mr. Robert Dawes, my night in shinning armor."