Barbara looked up to see the night sky appear above them. Countless times in her life she'd looked up to see stars. She hadn't thought much about them. They were certainly beautiful but they were always just there. For the moment, however, the atmosphere gave the stars a different feel to them. They felt sad and lost.

She hugged Ian tighter, resting her forehead against his neck so that he could hear her whisper: "we're going to do something about this."

Barbara had wanted to tell him that everything would be alright, or that he was safe but she couldn't promise either of those things. What she could promise, however, was action; something far more practical than empty promises.