"You know, Buck's really not that bad of a guy if you get to know him."

Gillian looked at Cal with a surprised frown. "You guys became fast friends during this trip."

"He's a good man."

"What did you talk to him about before we left? More advice on cowboy hats?"

Cal smiled, settling comfortably into his leather seat. He could hear the jet plane's engines firing up as they got ready to take-off. "Actually, we talked about you."

"Me?" She waited for more but when he said nothing, she shook her head. "Wh-...thats it?"

"You should really put your seatbelt on."

"Cal!"

"It was nothing. He just reminded me of what you did for me 13 years ago."

She studied him for a second before locking in her seatbelt and leaning back into her own seat. "That was a long time ago."

"I never asked you why you came for me." When she didn't answer, he tilted his head to look at her. She was looking at him with a look of disbelief on her face.

"I can't believe you would even ask me that. I'm a little insulted, to be honest."

"Well, I mean…my own wife didn't come save me…"

"Yeah, and if even I didn't, who else would? I wasn't gonna let you disappear here in Sin City, Cal."

"I wasn't exactly the most upstanding citizen back then. You had no reason to help me. I'm not sure I even thought I deserved to be saved."

"Are you saying I should've just left you for dead? It's not too late for that. I'm sure if you got off the plane right now, there would be plenty of old-timers around here who would still like a piece of you."

"That's not what I'm saying."

"Then what are you saying?"

"Thank you?" Cal repeated himself but with a bit more confidence. "Yes, thank you."

"You're welcome, Cal. Is this discussion over? Cuz if it is, I'd really like to take a quick nap before we get back. This crazy ex-card counting conman kept me up late with scotch and stories about the past."

He smiled. "Yeah, I'll wake you when we get there." He watched her for just a moment longer as she closed her eyes and leaned her head back. He smiled again, this time, to himself. 13 years later, it was still just them against the world.