Karen lay beside Anthony and thought about what he had said.  Going over the past several years she could see that he perhaps had given her a few clues that she had missed, but mostly all she could remember was the way they fought with each other.  Still, when it mattered they always worked together like a team.  She remembered a time not quite a year past where he had been hurt badly.  She had thought he wouldn't make it, and she had been so scared.  Probably that was the first time she had ever truly been afraid of anything.  Did that mean she liked him, too?<br/><br/>At that thought she realized that she had reached her arm out to touch him.  Probably she had done it when remembering him bleeding and broken that day.  With her hand on his back she decided to move a little closer to him.  They had slept close on many occasion for warmth, now she wanted him near for comfort as well.  Scooting over, Karen pressed her back up against his and tried to go to sleep.