She now had little hope thatthis damage would heal on its own; there was no choice but to believethat her grandmother and Macha could help. Otherwise,...the prospect ofhealing all those afflicted in both the castle and the village seemedrather daunting."Why are you still awake?" Sir Nevan lounged casually against thedoorframe, his words full of concern.After quickly filling him in on what happened and how the healing withMiles went, Sir Nevan looked less than pleased."I still don't see why you. I don’t move, not like it’s done me good before so I lie there and let it happen. It doesn’t take long before I’m leashed around my neck and led bag over my head out. I stumble and stagger before I’m made to stand as the one who has been speaking to me most of the time pushes something hard against my head. “This is a 9mm pistol,” I hear some metal on metal sounds before it’s pressed against my head again,” Now the safety is off and it’s loaded. Here is what you are going to do if you want us. ”The computer had no network connection. That made sense; the servers were frozen. That was fine though; he usually did most of his work locally and backed it up to the network every few hours. He sat down and started working, taking his time and making sure to do all the little things that he never had time for. Custom fonts in documentation, triple-checking metrics… he didn’t mind doing it, but he didn’t usually bother.Eventually, Jake felt hungry and took a break. He glanced at his watch.. " Okay, we'll do that when we get home."That evening, their last at the slopes, Kyle stood up in front of the group and announced to one and all that he had asked Miss Stephanie Meyers of Stillwater, Wisconsin to be his bride, and that she had graciously accepted his offer. On their way home, they stopped at the Stillwater Jewelers and selected a solitaire ring for her finger. The owner of the store remembered Kyle from his picture in the news article about his medal. He was, he said, honored.