"Up and over. Up and over. Again. Up and over."

August released a deep sigh and let the staff fall to the ground. "I told you I don’t want to be a warrior."

Gabrielle released a sigh of her own and picked up the fallen weapon. "That’s good," she said as she tossed it back to her student. "But this training isn’t about war. It’s about self-reliance and protection. If you’re gonna be living in a big city like Athens you better damn well know how to protect yourself."

"Aren’t you the one who said to run away if trouble comes?" August questioned.

"Yes," the bard answered. "But there might be a time when you have to stand and fight. If that time comes it’s better to be prepared."

"Okaaay," August groaned and rolled her eyes.

Impulsive, stupid kid. Come on breath Gabrielle. Take it easy. "August," Gabrielle said in the most even voice she could muster, "why don’t we take a break from this huh? Go see if you can work on your fishing skills and get us some lunch okay?"

August grumbled as she went to the fishing poles. "Yet another skill I don’t need – fishing. There are tons of inns and taverns in Athens."

Gabrielle heard the comment but let it go. Sure there are lots of place to eat but lots of places want money and if money is short you have to make due. "Oh boy," Gabrielle sighed as she made her way over to Eponin who was trying to hold back a chuckle. She plopped down next to Eponin with a soft thud. She was already exhausted from today’s lessons - not a physical tired but an emotional and intellectual tired. For every reason Gabrielle gave in their discussions August had a counter point.

"She’s a head strong kid," Eponin remarked. "Not unlike a certain amazon princess once upon a time."

"You must be thinking of some OTHER amazon princess because it certainly couldn’t be me that you’re making the comparison to," Gabrielle grinned.

"Ohhh noooo," Eponin teased.

Gabrielle considered for a moment. "Was I really like THIS?" she asked, waving a hand toward August who was now at the riverbank, casting off.

"Like her? No. You were a different kind of head strong," Eponin answered.

"Meaning?"

"Meaning you had ideals but you didn’t narrow yourself into a corner. August is very used to village life. I think she’s going to have difficulty adjusting but who knows. A few more weeks with us, a small scuffle to see how dangerous life really is . . . it might be enough to turn her around."

Gabby watched the young woman as Eponin spoke.

"You do realize she’s in love with you don’t you?" Eponin remarked.

"Yeah I realize."

Now or never. "You do realize that I’m in love with you don’t you?"

Eponin could feel herself swallow hard. There - I said it. Gabrielle gave a crooked grin but continued to watch the young woman in front of her.

"Yeah I realize."

Eponin played with one of the sais that Gabby gave her to hold onto during the staff sparing session with August. The longer the silence lasted the heavier it felt in her grasp.

"So tell me the truth," Eponin asked when Gabrielle didn’t add more. "After all these weeks on the road so far . . . do you think it’s possible for a lovely, young lady like yourself to fall for an aging ex-amazon with graying hair?"

Gabrielle turned to face her companion, hoping to choose the right words. "It’s me . . . I’m not ready to move on . . . but if I were . . . then yes I’d say it’s quite possible. "

"Well I’ll tell you what?" Eponin said cheery, rising to her knees to face Gabrielle.

"What?" Gabrielle smiled warmly.

Eponin closed the distance between them to where they were mere inches apart and her voice took on a deeper, more serious tone. "I’ll stick it out my queen and when you’re ready . . . I’m all yours."

Eponin closed the distance and proceeded to leave a slow burning kiss on Gabrielle’s lips. Gabrielle for her part felt herself sinking into the kiss. Oh my! How long’s it been since I’ve been kissed like this? Don’t worry. Just enjoy. Her eyes closed and she could feel her temperature go up a notch. When she felt Eponin pull away she opened her eyes to see her friend smiling at her.

"Eponin-."

"Shh," the ex-amazon said placing a soft finger against her lips. "Whatever argument you’re going to give please don’t." Gabrielle complied and with that Eponin rose to her feet and dusted herself off. "I’m gonna help the young one with lunch. Why don’t you get a fire started."

Gabrielle could only nod and soon she watched Eponin walk over to August to give her a few pointers before she mindlessly began picking up sticks.

Oh boy. Oh boy. Oh boy. Come on Gabrielle. Don’t start feeling guilty here. It was just a kiss. A wonderful intense mind to the sex to the toes to the sex again kinda kiss. But still it’s just a kiss. And besides you’re free. You washed your hands of the warrior princess. You don’t owe her anything. You’re not being unfaithful. Of course you were almost unfaithful that night you learned Xena was pregnant and you were SURE she cheated on you . . . but that was different. You were drunk and angry and if not for Amarise stumbling into the back of that tavern you might have very well did more than share one kiss with that barmaid . . . That was foolish and stupid . . . but this is nothing to feel foolish or stupid about. Eponin is a wonderful friend and judging by that kiss she’s probably a wonderful lover. But no more kisses. You’ve got to figure out what you want for your life before you bring anyone else into it . . . Okay . . . What was I doing? . . . Oh yeah, firewood.

"Look at this!"

The excited voice of August waving a huge salmon in Gabrielle face caught her attention to say the least.

"And she did it all on her own," Eponin commended, patting the girl on the back.

Gabrielle smiled. "And I bet it will taste better than any fish you could buy in Athens," Gabby winked.

"Can you show me how to cut it Eponin?" the young woman asked wiggling it in front of her.

"You mean gut not cut . . . and yes I’ll show you," Eponin said waving the girl over to a nearby rock. "Come on over."

Gabrielle watched her ‘sidekicks’ begin the procedure as Eponin took a moment to look up and admire the bard for a moment before getting to her task. She gave a small wink and Gabrielle could feel herself blush.

"This trip is turning out a lot longer than I plan," Gabrielle mumbled to no one but herself. "and quite educational."

"Mother! Hold on!"

Son of a Bachee! Damn it this hurts!

Xena teetered on the edge of the cliff after losing her footing on a loose rock.

"No!" Hercules shouted to Eve who was going to try to scale back down to get a grasp on Xena. "I’m immortal. You two stay here," he ordered.

Xena’s good arm that she used to hold onto the over hanging brush was getting tired. She knew she couldn’t use the other one in spite of the pain. Herc had to hurry or she was certainly going to lose her grasp and fall to the valley below.

"Did you break it?" Herc asked when he got close enough.

Xena knew just what he was talking about. She could feel the arm limp at her side. "Yeah I think so . . . Gods be damned!"

"Just calm down," Herc said sensing her distress. "We’ll get you up the hill."

"That’s great but how am I supposed to get back down again like this?" Xena jabbed.

"Let’s concentrate on one problem at a time shall we?" Herc teased. "First, we have to get you back on the hill," he grinned warmly. He got his footing and reached out grabbing Xena by the back of her battle dress. With a strong heave he picked her up, tossed her to the hillside.

"Arrgghhhhh!" Xena exclaimed as she landed, sending an even larger shooting pain up her arm. "For crying out loud! Did you have to THROW me?!"

Eve and Ares came over at that point to inspect her as Herc climbed back up to join the others.

"Looks broken," Ares said assessing Xena’s limb.

"No kidding Plato," Xena snapped back.

"We’ll have to reset it," the ex-god told her. "It’s gonna hurt like Hades Xena," he warned her.

"How would you know Ares? At no point in your mortal life have YOU gone through this," Xena taunted.

"Hey," Ares said getting short. "It’s not my fault you’re so distracted thinking about that irritating blonde that you take a header down the mountain."

"You son of a - arggh." Xena was going stand up to charge Ares but when she put weight on her arm to hoist herself up she realized that wasn’t going to happen. Besides he’s right Xena considered. I think about her more and more each day. One way or another I’ve gotta find her and get things settled once and for all.

"Are you ready?" Herc asked as he walked over to get a look at Xena’s injury.

Xena turned her head, biting into the shoulder strap of her breastplate. She gave a brief nod.

"Ares, find two of the straightest pieces of wood you can find. We’ll have to make a splint . . . Come here Eve," Herc instructed. "Feel the arm . . . feel how it’s out of place? Good. Keep touching it until you feel it together again okay?"

Eve nodded nervously to Herc as she held her mothers arm.

"Ready?" Herc asked Xena. Xena closed her eyes. She bit down and nodded.

Without wasting another moment, Herc gave a light twist, given his strength. He didn’t want to make it worse than it already was or snap her arm off entirely.

"It’s in!" Eve told him.

"Good hold it there in place. Ares, the splints?"

Without comment, Ares handed over the pieces of wood he managed to locate on the hill.

"Very good," Herc commended as he examined the wood. Ares only nodded his thanks as he watched Herc and Eve wrap up Xena’s arm with bandages.

"Can I do something else?" Ares asked Herc.

"Yeah. Go get my pack," he answered. As Ares left, Herc turned back to Xena. "Iolaus made me take some of his special ‘brew’ for pain relief."

"What’s in it?" Xena asked, her breathing labored in trying to fight the agony of her arm.

"I don’t know," Herc chuckled. "He won’t tell me his ‘secret’. He made me take it on the trip . . . just in case," Herc added.

"He’s a good man," Xena said managing a grin through her pain.

"Yeah he certainly is," Herc agreed.

Ares returned with bag in hand and Herc weeding through it until he found the blue bottle. "Lift her up Ares," he told the ex-god.

Ares knelt behind Xena and brought her to a sitting position as gently as possible, letting the warrior princess use him as a cushion.

"Here Xena, drink this," Herc told her lifting the vile to her lips.

Xena took a few sips and made the most hideous of faces.

"Yeah it tastes pretty terrible huh? But trust me it works," he grinned. "Eve get the water skin. Don’t drink the water," Herc instructed Xena as Eve retrieved the water pouch. "Just swish it around your mouth to get rid of the taste. If you drink you might dilute the potion."

When Eve handed Xena the water skin she did as he advised. "Thanks," she said as she wiped her lips. "Thanks to all of you," she sighed.

Ares fingers absently found their way to Xena’s hair stroking it as he held her. For the first time since their adventure began Herc noticed . . . Ares really did love Xena. But judging by the look of discomfort that was rising to Xena’s face at the affection gesture, he would never have her devotion.

Herc felt sorry for Ares in some regard. Yes they had their share of quarrels to say the least but still . . . unrequited love was one of the worst feelings in the world. He knew the feeling. He knew that feeling with the warrior princess herself. He wanted her to be a part of his life forever but Xena had matters to attend to and would never be able to love him the way he needed. He accepted that and wondered if Xena would ever find that love everyone needs. The first time he saw the way Xena looked at Gabrielle he realized . . . Xena had found her true match . . . It was a pity that Ares never saw it. He would always pine for something Xena could never give him – her heart. The warrior princess’ heart was Gabrielle’s and Gabrielle’s alone.

"Well, there it is," Herc said looking over the troop to the top of the hill, "The tree of Fieteus," he pointed.

"I’ve finished a new poem," August said in a shy tone. "Would you like to hear it?"

"Certainly," the bard grinned, looking up from sharpening her sais. The only sounds to be heard were the chirping of a few crickets and the crackle of the campfire. Nervously August cleared her throat.

"Toned and tan she glistens in the sun. Her body moves like lightening and in battle she never runs. Her hair is golden silk and blows lightly in the breeze and I pray to the gods that someday that she’ll look upon me. And in doing so I hope she sees the truth that’s really there. Of all the friends and faces I’m the one that really cares."

August fiddled with the bottom of the parchment and chewed lightly on her upper lip.

Oh boy. Gabrielle’s fingers ran briefly through her growing locks, stopping at her temple to nurse her headache, which suddenly appeared. "August-."

"I love you Gabrielle."

August looked as surprised as Gabrielle did by the omission.

"August you’re a wonderful girl-."

Gabrielle didn’t have the chance to continue. Suddenly she was bombarded with the weight of the young lady upon her. Her lips latched tightly to hers. But as quick as the ‘attack’ came, Gabrielle had the girl by the upper arms, keeping her at bay.

"Listen to me August . . . please?"

Utter defeat washed over the young girl’s face when she realized she wasn’t quite as ‘wonderful’ as she assumed. Soon her cheeks became red with embarrassment.

"I got some huge rabbits!!" they heard Eponin say from behind them. The amazon looked at the scenario in front of her - Gabrielle with a firm grasp on August and August sitting in Gabrielle’s lap. "Should I come back later?" Eponin asked sarcastically at the display before her. I don’t believe it. She refuses ME but she’ll take up with that . . . that . . .girl?

"It’s not what it looks like," Gabrielle explained.

"And it never will be either," August pouted rising to her feet. "I’m going for a walk," she announced and turned heel. "I’m sorry for being so foolish."

"August," Gabrielle called out. "Please stay. I want to speak with you."

"I think you said all you needed to say."

With that Gabrielle and Eponin watched August go into the woods. Gabrielle let out a deep sigh and Eponin smiled.

"What’s so funny?" Gabrielle asked thoroughly frustrated.

"You . . . you sexy thing you," Eponin chuckled. "All the women just go mad over you - myself included," she winked.

"Well you I can handle," Gabby smiled as she stood up. "August however is a little different."

"You’re right you can handle me," Eponin said pulling the bard closer by the waist. "Anyway you want by the way," she added in a smoky tone.

Gabrielle chuckled in spite of a rising uneasiness about being so close to Eponin. She cared deeply for Eponin but she knew she didn’t love her. At least not the way one should with a lover - the way she loved Xena.

"I haven’t been ‘handled’ in so long I think I’ve forgot how it goes," Gabrielle joked to lighten the mood Eponin was trying to set.

"It’s like riding a horse . . . once you learn you never forget. And I’d be more than happy to reintroduce you to . . . ‘handling’." Eponin’s fingers stroked Gabrielle’s cheek and traced a tiny pattern down to her lips.

Gabrielle closed her eyes and against her better judgement she planted a light kiss on Eponin's finger which halted it’s movement. Gabrielle opened her eyes and took Eponin’s free hand in hers.

"It’s a wonderful offer but as I’ve said-."

"You’re not ready," Eponin finished. "I understand. These things take time and I’m not gonna push . . . Look, why don’t you find the kiddo and do the heart-to-heart chat, okay? I’ll get dinner going." Gabrielle smiled and pulled Eponin down, giving her a light kiss on the cheek. "What’s that for?" the ex-amazon asked.

"You’ve really been wonderful to me these past few months when I’ve needed it most. Thank you."

Eponin released her hold and took Gabrielle gently by the hand, kissing her knuckles. "No thank you. I’m honored to be your traveling companion. Now go find your admirer and set her straight."

Gabrielle nodded and started into the woods. She didn’t have to go far. She found the young woman sitting on a fallen tree limb, soaked in the moonlight.

"August," Gabrielle called gently. "Will you talk to me now . . . please?"

"I have nothing to say Gabrielle. I’ve already said too much."

"Hey now," Gabrielle said taking a seat next to the young lady, "That’s a beautiful poem but you’ve got the wrong woman. I’m not the one for you, honest. You might not believe that now but it’s true."

"Like I said, I was foolish."

"No, don’t say that," Gabrielle said firmly. "You’ve got a lot of courage to put your feelings out like that. I’ve seen ‘braver’ people carry a torch for years and say absolutely nothing about how they really feel out of fear." Like Xena. "And I’ve cared for people too and couldn’t give voice to it." Like me. "So don’t ever think for a moment that you’re being a fool for telling someone how you feel, especially when those feelings are full of warmth and light. The true fool is one who never says anything and let’s opportunities pass them by, never knowing what could have been. You may win. You may lose. But at least you were in the ‘game’."

That brought a small grin to August’s face. "So what you’re saying is that . . . it’s better to love and lose than to never love at all."

Gabrielle considered it a moment. "Yes that’s exactly what I mean."

"I should write that down," August thought out loud. "That’s pretty good. Remind me to put that on my parchment when I get back."

It’s better to have loved and lost than never have loved at all? Yeah that is pretty good. In fact . . . that’s where I’m at now isn’t it? I wished things had turned out differently. But in light of it all I’m still grateful for the time we had together. And I realize we both gave all we could to each other . . . this past year just hasn’t been enough. And I can’t go on being angry with Xena for not giving me something that she couldn't give. I loved. And I lost. But the game was wonderful while it lasted.

"What’s that smile for?" August asked the bard as she watched the growing smile on Gabrielle’s face.

Gabrielle tousled the hair on top of the young woman’s head. "I don’t think I’m angry anymore sweetie. That has nothing to do with you and I know you have no idea what I’m talking about," Gabrielle chuckled. "But trust me. It’s a good thing." Because if I’m not mad . . . then I can move on . . .where ever that may be...

DECISIONS

Xena, Eve, Hercules and Ares all meandered slowly up to the tree. It was a beautiful sight - Golden bark and leaves that bared silver fruit shaped like ovals. Ares lead the way and wrapped his fingers around the immortal food that was his for the taking. A few moments passed but he still hadn’t pulled the fruit from the tree.

"Is there a problem?" Xena asked getting a bit perturbed as she waited impatiently for the former god to collect the prize they had sought.

Ares let go of the fruit and turned around. "As a God you wouldn’t give me the time of day but as a mortal . . . You’ve helped me far greater than my expectations Xena. . . . I love you . . . but I know if I eat this and become immortal I’ll never have the chance to win your love. As a mortal man I think I have that chance . . . I don’t think I can do this. I’d rather risk death and have a chance at winning your favor than to walk alone forever."

The circle stood in stunned silence for a moment.

"Excuse me?!" Xena exclaimed. "We traveled all the way up here. I broke my arm trying to get here. And NOW you decide you don’t want to be immortal?! Please tell me he didn’t just say that?" Xena added rhetorically to Herc, as she began to pace.

"I don’t think I can do it," Ares mumbled sincerely.

"Ohhh," Xena growled in frustration.

"Look," Eve offered going over to the tree and plucking an oval. "Here," she said tossing it to the former god. "Don’t eat it now. Take it with you and if you decide to change your mind and become immortal you can eat it whenever you please. Okay?"

She’d only known her mother for the course of a few months but in that time Eve knew when Xena began to reach her ‘breaking point’. By the speed of Xena’s pacing, Eve knew that ‘point’ was close at hand. Perhaps offering a solution to both of them was the key to keeping the peace.

"I’m gonna kill him," Xena mumbled repeatedly as she walked back and forth.

Herc stopped her on one of her passes by him, "No you’re not," he told her as diplomatically as possible. "I think Eve has a wonderful idea. Take the fruit," Herc told Ares, "and if the time comes that you change your mind it’s all yours, okay?"

Ares walked over and faced Xena. "I’m sorry," he told her sincerely. "I appreciate what you’ve done for me here . . . what all of you have done . . . but if I thought there was no way at all that I could win your hand I’d eat this in a minute . . . But I know that somewhere deep down inside, you love me too Xena."

Oh for crying out loud . . . why me? Xena wondered silently as she pinched the bridge of her nose, hoping to release the dull throb that was beginning from her frustration. Patience, Xena. Focus. Have patience.

"Ares . . . Thanks. . . but no thanks. I’m not going to love you the way you want me too. That is never going to happen because I found my true love . . . Grant it, what I had with you was special. There will always be this ‘bond’ I have with you. But that’s not the course I want to take on my life’s journey. Gabrielle is the one I want to travel with in this life and the next and the next and the next. I swear by any god or goddess’ you name I will search until I find her, in this life and all others. I love you too Ares. You’ve helped me when no one else would but you’ll never be my soulmate, never. And that’s what you need to find to really understand love. . . I’m sorry I can’t be the one. I would but . . . I’m already taken," Xena grinned bittersweetly and kissed Ares on his cheek. She took the fruit from his hand and placed it in his saddlebag. "Now let’s find a way off of this rock."

"Maybe you can call on your one God to help you," Ares playfully jabbed.

"I think the one God helps those that help themselves," Xena countered with a grin as she considered a way down the mountain. Hey! I got it! "But we might still have some help from Olympus." Xena turned and faced the valley below taking a deep breath. "Aphrooooditeeeeee!" she yelled as loud as she could.

A glittering shower appeared as the Goddess of Love materialized.

"You rang?" she replied with a teasing grin.

"Yes I did. Do you think there’s anyway you could . . . you know . . . do your goddess thing and get us outta here?" Xena asked, unsure of how Dite would respond.

Dite looked to Herc first who gave a guilty shrug. "So you got up here but now you can’t get down huh? Bummer babe," she responded as she started to fade away.

"Hold on!" Herc called, making her come back to her solid form again. "Look I know that Ares and Xena aren’t your favorite folks in the world," Herc began. "But I’d really appreciate it if you’d lend us a hand . . . so please . . . will you help us?"

Dite crossed her arms in defiance and looked at the group around her. "She killed my husband," Dite said pointing to Xena. "All because of that little brat, whom Ares swore to take care of," she added pitching a thumb to Eve and Ares. ". . . I’ll get you off the mountain Herc but the rest of them-."

"No. All of us," Herc insisted. "I can’t leave them here."

Dite let out a deep sigh. "If I do this you owe me big time, got it?"

"Always," Herc answered, extending his hand in a deal. As soon as they locked palms both of them they disappeared. Seconds later Dite was back.

"Who’s next?"

"Her," Xena and Ares said in harmony as they both pointed to Eve. The warrior and former god shared a grin for thinking the same thing as Dite and Eve disappeared.

A few seconds later Dite returned. "Next!" she said impatiently.

"Ladies first," Ares replied to the two women.

"How gallant," Dite snickered. With that Dite and Xena were gone and Ares stood alone on the hill.

Seconds later, Dite appeared. "Looks like it’s just you and me Bro," she replied as she returned.

"Yeah it looks that way," Ares answered. When he didn’t give a sarcastic reply Dite looked deeper and could see his heartbreak.

"Ares," she began, "It’s all for the best. Xena’s right about this . . . She’s not the one for you."

Ares gave a light chuckle in spite of his dark mood. "So tell me ever powerful goddess of love . . . Will the ex-god of war ever find love?"

"Most definitely," she grinned. "But it’s gonna take time so hang onto that fruit. Ya might need it," she answered giving him a chuck on the shoulder. "Come on, let’s get you somewhere safe, okay?"

Ares nodded and with that they vanished from the hill.

Herc, Eve and Xena all looked around at their surroundings, trying to place the town they were standing in when Dite returned alone.

"Where’s Ares?" Eve asked.

"I sent him on another path," Dite answered. "Your path is here," she told Xena and Eve.

"And just where is ‘here’?" Xena asked.

"About three towns from Athens, in a tiny town called Aterrus," Dite answered.

"Athens?" Xena asked. "I have to get to Potiedaia," she stressed.

"Look," Dite replied. "There’s a big bad warlord on the way here and these folks need your help. It would be WISE, hint hint, to stick AROUND," she added.

"No," Xena answered, with the bard being the only thing on her mind. "Everything else came first before Gabrielle and this time I’m putting her front and center. I can’t stay here."

Dite sighed. "Are all warriors this thickheaded?" she asked Herc. Herc just chuckled. "Listen babe," Dite began. "I’ve heard your thoughts. I’ve listened to your conversations and I can see your ready and rarin’ to get your bard back so trust me . . . hang out here, take in the sights, go easy on the mead . . . Poteidaia is not the place you want to be right now. Get it?" Realization washed over Xena’s face and she started to look around the town. "Relax . . . she’s not here. Not yet anyway so just chill."

"Thank you," Xena said sincerely.

"Don’t thank me yet," Dite said. "I’m just setting up locale. The events to follow will all be your doing so you better make damn sure you make the right choices. Gabrielle isn’t mad anymore so that means one of two things - she’ll move on with someone new or she’ll consider trying to build a life with you again . . . This is your moment of truth warrior princess so don’t blow it."

Xena nodded self-assured in the fact she could ‘do the right thing’ and she couldn’t hold back her grin at the prospect of seeing Gabrielle again. I’m going to see her again! She thought excited. She missed her so much and the ache returned stronger than ever. A moment later, however, a butterfly feeling grabbed her stomach and a nervous nature took over despite her joy. Oh Lord I’m going to see her again. What am I going to do? What am I going to say-

"Well little bro what do you think?" Dite said to Herc halting Xena’s worried mind long enough to hear their conversations. "Time to get you back to that hunky blonde in the cottage?"

Herc chuckled. "Sure as long as you think Xena can handle things here."

"Who? The warrior princess?" Dite teased. "Oh yeah . . . this little pissant won’t be a problem. She’s a big gal - she can handle it. Now we’ll get to see if it’s true if she can fight with one hand tied behind her back," Dite remarked, pointing to Xena’s arm.

"Very funny," Xena grinned.

Dite winked and put her arm around Herc. "Kudos chicky babies. We’re outta here," she said snapping her fingers.

"Good luck Xena," Herc told her as they began to vanish. Xena knew that Herc wished her well in the upcoming battle but these well wishes meant something deeper - her relationship with Gabrielle.

"Thanks for everything Hercules," she told him sincerely before he was out of sight.

Once alone Eve and Xena looked around them. "So now what?" Eve asked.

"Well," Xena said putting her arm around her daughter’s shoulder, walking deeper into town. "We hang out here, take in the sights, go easy on the mead," Xena grinned.

"And we wait for her," Eve added.

"Yes," Xena agreed. "We wait for her."