Re: Richie/Rachel - after the wedding
Richie stroked her hair, still crouched in front of the couch. "Then don't."
He glanced over at the fireplace, the flames starting to diminish as the items were reduced to ash. "Want me to put some more wood on the fire?" he asked, the flames something he'd grown used to having, it being the way they'd cooked and forged weapons for the last five years.