Chapter 25

When Becky and Rose awoke the next morning, they felt lighter than they had done in weeks, thinking that at last, things were going to be alright. As they were eating breakfast, Jack called, stating that he and Ennis were okay, that they were eating the sandwiches Becky had handed Ennis, and that soon they would be heading home. Becky smiled at Rose as she relayed it to her.

The crunch of two sets of tires on the driveway drew their attention, and they looked at each other hopefully. They stood up, Smokey and Lucky wagging their tails at their feet.

The sound of Jack's upbeat voice floated through the open window. He sounded happy, like how he used to sound. The door opened and Jack walked in, his face lighting up at the sight of the important women in his life.

"Hey, you two," he greeted. Becky walked over to him and hugged him fiercely.

"Good to see you, honey," she murmured. Jack hugged her back and then held out his arms to his mother.

"Hey, mama," he said. "Didn't mean to scare ya like that."

"It's alright, sweetheart, you're home safe now."

Just as they broke apart, Ennis walked in, stopping at the wonderful sight before him. Jack turned and smiled at him.

"Hey, cowboy, c'mere." Ennis walked over to him shyly and Jack took his hand. He turned to their companions.

"Look, we did a lot of talkin' last night, about all of this." He took a breath. "We know things have been bad lately, an' Ennis told me how guilty you two was feelin' after I left."

"We're sorry, Jack," Rose said softly.

Jack shook his head. "It's alright. I can see why you didn't tell me. Ennis told me you just wanted to protect my feelin's. I sure do appreciate it." He bit his lip. "We've all made mistakes these last few weeks. I know I ain't perfect either, so..." He looked at Ennis and squeezed his hand. "I want us to put all this behind us, an' move on. Things are gonna be okay."

They smiled. They could see in Jack's eyes that this would be the start of a new beginning for all of them. Ennis and Jack seemed to be closer than ever and there was a sense of permanence in the air; that no matter what, nothing could tear them apart now. It was a relief.

"So anyway...anythin' happen while we was gone?"

Becky shrugged. "Not much. The family left the motel earlier; said they was all headin' home. They talked about comin' out here before they go, but we told them what was goin' on an' they said it was alright, they're gonna call when they get home."

Jack nodded. "Alright. Heard anythin' from Greg about tomorrow?"

"No, but he'll probably call soon. Are you ready fer that? It's a little soon after all this...I'm sure we could ask for a postpone..."

Jack shook his head. "No, it's alright. We wanna get this over with as soon as, put his ass away for a long time." Ennis nodded, still holding tightly onto Jack's hand.

"Yeah. Anyway, nothin' else has happened. The hands are all here, we just told them you was out an' that you'd be back soon. Everythin's under control."

"Okay." Jack paused. "Um...think we're gonna take it easy today. We'll check in with the hands an' Dave, make sure everythin's okay, an'...you wanna go for a ride?" he asked Ennis.

Ennis met his eyes shyly. "Okay, sounds good, bud."

This settled, Becky went into the office and Rose set about cleaning the house. The dogs followed Ennis and Jack into the stables where Dave was checking on Star.

"Hey, Dave."

He turned. "Oh, hey guys. Everythin' alright?"

"Yeah, fine. Listen, me an' Ennis need a day off today, had some stress an' stuff. We're gonna go for a ride up to our hill, okay?"

"Sure," Dave replied, nodding. He didn't know what might have happened to cause this, but he had everything under control and they sure looked like they needed a break.

They saddled up Lightning and Signal and headed out towards their hill, riding side by side, letting their legs bump together occasionally. In time, they let go of their reins with one hand and clasped their gloved hands together, Jack stroking Ennis's with his thumb and smiling at him. Ennis smiled back. That morning, when they'd woken up, Jack had held Ennis in his arms, stroking his hair and reassuring him that things would be okay. After that, he'd pulled Ennis into the shower and taken good care of him, covering him with loving kisses and trying to make him feel good.

When they reached the edge of the copse of trees at the base of the hill, they tied the horses to a tree and walked up the hill, the smell of the heather hitting their noses immediately. They held hands again as they walked up, Jack with a blanket in his other hand. The sun was beating down, casting warmth on their faces.

They reached the top and Jack spread out the blanket. He smiled at Ennis. "C'mon, cowboy."

They lay down, shucking off their jackets and tossing them to the side, along with their hats and boots. Jack tucked his head into the crook of Ennis's shoulder and wrapped an arm across his chest, squeezing him.

"I love you, Ennis," he said softly. Ennis buried his fingers in Jack's dark hair.

"Love you too, darlin'."

"Everythin's gonna be okay, I promise. It...it might be a while before I can completely trust you again, after all this, but..." He paused. "I do love you, an' we're gonna be okay."

"Yeah. I love you so much, Jack. Can't ever lose ya again," he choked out.

"You ain't gonna," Jack soothed, squeezing him again. He could feel Ennis shaking slightly, so he sighed and slid on top of him.

"Ennis..." he whispered, looking down at him. "It's alright, it's alright." Ennis looked up at him unsurely.

"Yeah?"

Jack leaned down to let their mouths brush together. "Yeah."

The court case against Pete was the following day. Greg called them the evening before, to tell them the specifics. It was to start at ten, at the court house in Sandersville, and he would meet them in the atrium to take them to the correct place. The judge would go through the charges and all of the evidence, including the items found in Pete's home that pointed to him being the culprit of the barn fire and threatening mail, and all of the statements that had been made against him. Also included were the medical records of Jack's bruised hip.

Jack felt apprehensive as he drove the four of them to the city. As it turned out, Michael had fallen ill and Rick had emergencies at the hospital, so they were unable to attend. Greg had warned them about the possibility of their relationship coming up. The threatening mail from Pete had made a reference to them being gay, and Jack feared that it would be used against them. The last thing they wanted was for him and Ennis to get into trouble for breaking the sodomy law. If not for this case, they wouldn't care less about it, but now they were nervous.

They parked up and got out, looking up at the large building. He looked at Ennis, who gave him a small smile. They'd already tried to comfort each other that morning in their bed, and Jack promised Ennis that no matter how things turned out today, they would get through it together.

Greg met them where he said he would and led them up the stairs to the court chambers.

"You ready for this, guys?" he asked.

Jack shrugged. "I guess. Just want it over with."

"I know. I honestly don't know if any of you will be called to speak, the judge already has your statements and that may well be enough."

"I hope so."

They were all called in at quarter to ten and got themselves seated, Ennis by Jack's side. He wanted to hold his hand but they had to be careful here; they didn't want to get into trouble. Pete was led up into the room in handcuffs. Jack could practically feel the heat radiating from Ennis and bumped their thighs together briefly.

At ten, the judge arrived and they all stood up while he sat. He rifled through his papers and then spoke to the room.

"We are here for a harassment motion on case GA-64-194. Please state your appearances."

Greg stood up. "Greg Thompson, for the respondents, Ennis Del Mar and Jack Twist of Brokeback Ranch, who are seated behind me."

An unfamiliar woman stood up next to Pete. "Amanda Reed, for the defendant, Peter Dawson."

"Very well. The accusations against Mr Dawson are those of an unsettling nature. First..." He brought forth his papers. "Assault against a ranch hand of Brokeback Ranch, Mr Michael Roberts, arson of a building on the aforementioned property, threatening mail towards the residents of the property and assault with a deadly weapon on Mr Twist with the intent to seriously injure."

He peered down at Pete. "You have given a confession to our sheriff, James Goodman, confessing to all of these charges, upon your arrest for the last charge. Do you now have anything to say in your defence, Mr Dawson?"

Pete looked like a defeated man, knew he'd lost the battle. "No, your Honour," he said. Jack raised his eyebrows at Ennis; he'd been expecting Pete to put up more of a fight.

"Very well," the judge said. "I present to the court the evidence items. On the table before me lie a sample of flammable liquid and a newspaper with removed lettering, which it is believed was used to create the threatening piece of mail received by the residents of Brokeback Ranch. These items were found at Mr Dawson's home after his arrest."

The next few minutes were nerve-wracking for Ennis and Jack. The jury was informed of the content of the letter that Pete had sent. Jack could swear he saw some faces glance at them.

"Now then, the evidence in question refers to the existence of a homosexual relationship between Mr Twist and Mr Del Mar. It is understandable that this may not be the case, and we have to take into consideration that Mr Dawson was recently fired and that he had already been questioned for the arson on the property. Anger is understandable and entirely possible." He looked down at Pete. "Mr Dawson, I now ask of you, is there such a relationship between your former employers?"

Jack held his breath. They were about to be found out.

Pete paused. "I'm not entirely sure, your Honour. I was angry when I created that letter, and I...assumed that since they was livin' together there was somethin' goin' on."

Jack looked at Ennis, confused. Pete had known full well that they were together, had even threatened them over it, so why was he avoiding the opportunity to oust them? Was he feeling guilty over what he'd done?

"I see. Well, either way, there is no proof that the sodomy law has been broken by the defendant's former employers, even if there is a relationship between them. The letter only refers to the possibility of a relationship; it does not give proof that they have broken the law. As a result, this possibility will be classed as irrelevant to the case. From here on, the jury is to make a decision based on the evidence and statements provided."

Jack breathed a sigh of relief. At least they had been spared that. The court went through all of the statements given and the evidence of what Pete had done, giving the two cowboys unpleasant memories of the events.

Finally, it was over, and the judge called for a break. Outside, Greg turned to them.

"Things are looking okay," he said encouragingly.

"Yeah, at least they didn't get after us fer the sodomy thing," Jack said wearily. Ennis nodded.

They were called back in and settled. "Has the jury reached a decision?"

A woman with red hair stood up. "We have."

"Very well. Do you find Peter Dawson guilty or not guilty of assault on Michael Roberts?"

"Guilty," she replied.

"Do you find him guilty or not guilty of arson on a building on Brokeback Ranch?"

"Guilty."

"Do you find him guilty or not guilty of threatening mail messages against the residents of Brokeback Ranch?"

"Guilty."

"And finally, do you find him guilty or not guilty of assault with a deadly weapon on Jack Twist of Brokeback Ranch?"

"Guilty."

Jack fell back and sighed. It was over and Pete was going to be put away. He smiled at Ennis, who smiled back widely.

"Peter Dawson, you have been found guilty of all charges made against you, and your sentence is as follows: I am sentencing you to a minimum of seven years in prison without bail. Case closed." He banged his gavel on his stand and left the court room, leaving behind two happy cowboys who felt that everything was falling back into place.

The next day things were pretty much back to normal for the residents of the ranch. They were all very happy about the outcome of the trial and Jack sincerely hoped that things were going to be back to normal from now on, especially since he and Ennis were sorting things out between them.

The night before, the four of them had stayed up a while talking about things, in particular about the newspapers and what it all meant. Rose had expressed her grief and regret that John had done all of those things, both to his own father and to his son. Jack had shaken his head and told her that it wasn't her fault; she'd just adhered to her vows and stood by her husband. He'd looked at Ennis as he said this and taken his hand, smiling.

It felt good to talk freely about the whole situation, like they were a real family again, and Jack felt that everything was finally falling into place.

As for the ranch, things were going good. They were starting to bring in some more money now from the sales of meat and milk. A new building for the milking machines was being planned out with a contractor from the city, next to the barn. As for now, they were selling what milk they had to convenience stores around the city and surrounding area and the feedback was very positive. The new calves were coming along well, growing healthy and strong and Jack loved feeding them; he loved baby animals.

A ginger cat had wandered into the barn that day and was making it its home already. They were happy to let it stay and catch mice. And in the spring, they were talking about creating a vegetable garden for Becky and Rose. Becky would have given birth by then and would be back on her feet properly. She wanted to help out with the animals when she'd given birth and Jack was all for it.

Jack had told the other three about his conversation with Rich, and that he'd invited him to come out to the ranch to spend time with them. Rose and Becky thought it was a good idea, and Jack privately thought that it would do Ennis some good to meet him; talk about Earl and what had happened. Ennis seemed to be on his way to healing from his traumatic childhood experience, but Jack had feared that the latest things that had happened would create a setback for him, so Jack was all for Rich talking to Ennis some, maybe help him come to terms with what he'd seen.

Right now, he and Ennis were sat on a hay bale in the barn talking and holding hands. Ennis was still on the quiet side, but he was no longer closed up, just sorting things out in his head, Jack figured.

Jack laid his head on Ennis's shoulder as they talked. "Things are lookin' real good, huh cowboy?" he said softly, stroking Ennis's hand with his thumb.

Ennis nodded. "Yeah. People are wantin' the meat an' the milk, an' the stock's doin' real good. Things are doin' real good." He was very glad that Jack was here taking care of him when things between them were still healing.

Jack looked up at him, chin resting on Ennis's shoulder as he gazed up at him with his big blue eyes. Ennis could never get over those eyes.

"You okay?" he murmured. Ennis turned to look at him.

"Yeah. Just...been real shaky these last few days. Still gettin' used to things as they are here. Gonna be a while before things are back to normal," he admitted.

Jack squeezed his hand and then reached his other hand to grasp his arm. "Gonna be okay, cowboy," he said softly, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

Ennis leaned his forehead against Jack's. "I hope so." He looked into Jack's eyes. "Are things gonna get back to normal, Jack?"

"Yeah," Jack whispered. "I promise. Might be a while, but...they're gonna be."

Ennis looked down at him, and Jack puckered his lips at him. They kissed slowly for a while; Ennis's other hand running along Jack's back. This wasn't a kiss to get them hard, but just a sweet one, about them being here with each other.

A meowing at their feet drew them apart. The ginger cat that had adopted them was looking up at them with dark green eyes. Jack smiled.

"Hey there, kitty, c'mere," he coaxed, sliding down onto his knees so as not to scare it. The cat considered him for a moment and then walked over, sniffed Jack's hand and allowed itself to be petted. Jack smiled up at Ennis, who smiled back, completely endeared by Jack's natural gentleness. He laid a hand on Jack's shoulder and rubbed it across the back of his neck.

The cat purred and rolled down onto its belly, allowing Jack to tickle it. One glance told them that the cat happened to be a female. Jack rubbed her belly.

"Hey, cowboy, can we name her?" he asked his partner, looking up at him with those doe eyes. Ennis smiled.

"Sure, if you want. What you wanna name her?"

"Hmm...dunno. Ginger's a bit obvious...what about...Sunset?" Jack suggested.

"Sunset?" Ennis asked, surprised. It was an unusual name for a cat.

Jack nodded. "She's kinda a gingery-red sorta colour...an' we love sunsets, right?"

"Mmm...we sure do, rodeo. Sunset it is, I guess." The cat noticed him and walked over to him, winding herself around one of his legs. It might not be wise for them to bring her into the house, though. Lucky and Smokey weren't aggressive dogs, but they were still dogs, and this was a cat. They had the natural instinct within them after all.

Jack drew his knees up to his chest and scratched their new friend behind the ear as she snuggled up at Ennis's feet. Their eyes met and a deep feeling of love burst between them.

That night, after a night of watching TV and talking, the four of them were getting into bed. Rose and Becky needed some sleep, but Jack needed some Ennis. Ever since their arrival back to the ranch on the night of Thanksgiving, Jack had always led their encounters, knowing that Ennis hadn't been feeling up to it. But he needed to have Ennis inside him soon, it was driving him crazy.

They cleaned their teeth side by side, eyes occasionally meeting in the mirror, sometimes straying because they were both naked. Jack then took Ennis by the hand and led him to the bed, turning him to face him before they got in.

"Ennis, baby..." He'd been calling him that more and more lately, and Ennis had to admit he liked it. It felt so intimate and precious.

"Yeah?" Ennis whispered. He too was feeling a need for Jack; to be inside him, and he thought that tonight he was up for it.

Jack leaned in close, breathing into Ennis's ear. "I really need ya inside me, if you can. Been missin' ya real bad."

Ennis kissed his hair. "I know. I think...I think I can do it tonight, Jack."

Jack drew back and smiled. "Really?" he asked, eyes starting to sparkle. Ennis nodded. Jack then took his hand again and walked him to the bed, peeling the sheets back and climbing onto it, leading Ennis with him. They drew the sheets back up over themselves and turned to face each other on their sides, propped up on their elbows.

Jack traced a finger along Ennis's bicep. "Want some action, cowboy?" he said softly. In answer, Ennis leaned forward and kissed his lips.

"Yeah," he breathed into Jack's mouth. After a few more kisses, Jack pulled Ennis on top of him.

"Come on, cowboy, want ya real bad." He spread his legs to show Ennis what he wanted. Ennis grabbed the lube, still kissing Jack. He was surprised when Jack took it from him.

"Jack?"

Jack smiled and smeared some onto his fingers, reaching down and coating Ennis himself, which didn't happen too often. "God, Jack..." Ennis whispered, eyes closed and cheeks flushed; one of Jack's favourite sights.

Jack put the tub back and kissed him. ""Come on, cowboy," he murmured, tugging on Ennis' ear with his teeth. Ennis shifted into position over Jack and Jack wrapped his legs around Ennis's waist. He had a feeling that things were going to be quite passionate tonight. Ennis slid into him slowly and Jack sighed.

"Oh Ennis..." Nothing could compare to this feeling according to Jack; having the man he loved with all his heart deep inside him.

"Jack...Jack..." He gripped Jack's shoulders as he started to thrust into him, slowly and steadily. Jack's arms weaved around his neck as they kissed and rocked together. They were both softly moaning into each other's mouths and Ennis continued to thrust smoothly into Jack. He hitched one knee up to change the angle and try to find what he was searching for; that special place inside Jack.

"Ennis, Ennis, Ennis..." Jack sighed. His hands wandered down to Ennis's ass and he squeezed, making Ennis groan with lust. He slid one finger in to try and find the same exact spot that Ennis was trying to find inside of him. He found it and rubbed with his finger eagerly, grinning into the kiss.

"Fuck, Jack," Ennis whispered.

"Come on, baby," Jack whispered back. Jack slid his finger out and brought his hands back up to Ennis's back, holding onto him, while Ennis slid his own hands around Jack's back. Without warning, they rolled over so that Jack was on top, Ennis thrusting up into Jack desperately. He sped up and Jack pulled his mouth away to look down at Ennis with dark, lust-filled eyes, sweat running on his face. Ennis's own curls were dark and damp, and his eyes were almost black.

"Jack Jack Jack..." he croaked as Jack attacked his neck with his lips and teeth, sucking eagerly. "Yer gonna give me a hickey, ya know."

Jack pulled back momentarily, eyes glittering. "You can get yer own back, if ya want." Ennis grinned and did so. They sucked at each other's necks and continued to move together. Ennis didn't know how on earth they had gone for so long; normally they would have finished by now. He was straining for release and Jack was too, painfully hard. Jack was gasping and shaking on top of him, wanting to shoot.

"God, Ennis...wanna come..."

"Me too..." Ennis then rolled them back over to lie on top of Jack again. He pulled his knee back up and finally felt his warning signals starting, marking a release. He thrust desperately into Jack and finally, he shook violently and released into Jack, filling him up with everything inside him. The force of it hit Jack's prostate and sent him over the edge too, bucking underneath Ennis and then rising off the bed, head pushing deep into the pillow and groaning loudly. Ennis collapsed onto Jack's chest and they breathed heavily, heads spinning.

Jack was filled with happiness. It felt like so long since they'd had such passionate sex and now he was on cloud nine. He kissed Ennis's curls where they tickled his face and he ran his hands up and down Ennis's back, coaxing a purring sound out of him.

"Mmm...Jack..."

"Feel good, cowboy?" Jack murmured into his ear.

"Fuck, yeah...feels so good..."

Ennis raised his head and looked at Jack with a love-filled gaze. He leaned forward for several soft, slow kisses and Jack ran his fingers through the curls he loved so much. Ennis then dropped his head back onto Jack's shoulder and Jack knew he was falling asleep.

"S'alright, cowboy," Jack murmured. "You can sleep. Everythin'll be alright. I promise."

With a final kiss to Ennis's damp hair, he too settled down and weaved his arms around his lover, letting his head fall back onto the pillow.

A few days later, Rich visited the ranch. Becky and Ennis were eager to meet him, as Jack and Rose had spoken highly of him.

Becky was sitting in her armchair when he drove up, and she got up to answer the door.

"Hey, can I help ya?" she asked. He smiled nervously.

"Hey, I'm uh...Rich Sommers."

Recognition dawned on her, and she smiled. "Hey there. Becky Twist, nice to meet ya." They shook hands. "You wanna come in, then?"

He followed her inside and looked around with interest. "This is a real nice place. Jack said he co-owned it with Ennis, that right?"

"Uh-huh," replied Becky. "Uncle Harold left it to him, you ever meet him?"

"Yeah, I did. He was at yer mama an' daddy's weddin'."

"Oh, about that," Becky started as they went through to the kitchen. "Did my mama warn ya that Jack don't know about all that?"

"Yeah, she did. You ever gonna tell him?" Rich asked her. Becky shook her head.

"Don't think so. Don't ever wanna be associated with John Twist. Besides, Jack already thinks of me as a sister, won't make no difference."

"Right." Rich took a seat as Becky went outside to find the others. Rose was in the office talking to Jack and Ennis was outside talking to Michael and Dave.

"Ennis!" she called from the porch. He turned to look at her and smiled, then excused himself, walking up to her.

"Hey, what's up?" he asked.

"Rich is here, you wanna get Jack an' Rose?"

"Oh, sure, okay." He went to the office and Becky went inside to get them all a drink. Rich greeted her with a smile.

"That Ennis you was talkin' to?" She nodded.

A few minutes later, the other three came in. Rose smiled widely when she saw Rich and he stood up to hug her warmly. He then greeted Jack and Ennis with enthusiasm and they all sat down.

"So, um...whereabouts are ya livin', Rich?" asked Becky.

"Well, you know Kate Hardeman, the silversmith?"

Jack nodded. "Yep, she's our doctor's sister. She made our rings, see?" He held up his left hand and the silver gleamed in the sunlight from the window.

"Right. Well, I live a couple miles from her place, just outside the city."

They nodded and the talk soon turned to Rich's life with Earl, which he was happy to talk about. It soon became clear to them that no matter how badly things had ended up for them, they had had a good life while it lasted. This gave Jack and Ennis hope that whatever the outcome for him and Ennis, at least they would have had a good life together, like they'd wanted.

Jack paused. "Listen, Rich...for what it's worth...I'm real sorry about what my dad did...an' what Ennis's dad did." Ennis nodded in agreement.

Rich shook his head. "S'alright, you two. It ain't yer fault. You was just kids when it happened."

"Still..."

As Ennis lifted his hand to take a drink, his sleeve slipped to reveal the watch that Jack had given him for his 20th birthday last year, and Rich caught sight of it and looked at it curiously.

"Hey, Ennis...your watch..." he started to say.

Ennis put his drink down and looked down at it. "What about it?"

"Can I just see...?" He leaned forward. Ennis extended his hand and Rich looked at the watch face. His face took on a very strange look; like he was thinking very hard about something.

"What is it, Rich?" asked Jack, looking puzzled.

"I...that's my old watch," he whispered with reverence.

"Really?" asked Ennis in surprise. "Where'd you get it?"

Rich smiled sadly. "Earl gave it to me, our first Christmas together, back in '43. Twenty-one years ago, nearly."

Ennis and Jack looked at each other in surprise. "Wow...I, um..." Jack swallowed. "What did you do with it?"

Rich sighed. "I had to sell it, get enough money to get out here. Sold it to a little second-hand shop in Texas, in March last year, not long after I visited you," he replied, nodding at Rose.

"Well...I bought it fer Ennis's birthday last year, from a second-hand shop," said Jack.

Rich smiled. "That was real nice of ya, Jack."

Ennis took a breath. "Rich...if ya want it back...we'll understand. No harm done."

Rich shook his head. "No, it's alright. Jack gave it to you, it's yours. It about broke my heart to sell it, things bein' the way they was, but..." He nodded. "Makes me happy to know it's got a good home now. I know yer gonna look after it."

Ennis smiled as Jack laced their fingers together. After a few moments of silence, Jack sighed. "Listen, Rich...we got some work to do 'round the ranch today, me an' Ennis, but...yer welcome to stay as long as ya want."

Rich smiled. "You guys want some help? I can still work on a ranch, boys. I'd be happy to help."

Jack shrugged. "That'd be fine, I guess. I work in the office in the mornin', but I guess Ennis could take ya outside an' show ya round, right, cowboy?" Ennis nodded.

"Sure."

Jack then went back into the office and Rose and Becky stayed inside. Ennis showed Rich around the land and introduced him to the hands. As they worked together, Rich talked to Ennis about what had happened to Earl and that he shouldn't let himself get too affected by what he'd seen. By the time they came in for dinner, Ennis was feeling lighter than he had been in ages. The talk over dinner was pleasant, about the ranch and Ennis and Jack's plans for the future. They were very optimistic about their business, especially now that things were back on track for them.

They saw Rich off and then collapsed in front of the TV for the evening, Jack curling up against Ennis and snuggling into him, feeling warm and happy and content. Things were going to be okay.