Doc laughs quietly. "You make it sound like we missed out on livin' a dream," he drawls, hand moving to her back as he leans back in a little closer, gently rubbing along her spine.

"Chavez wanted to start a family," he says. "Carry on his tribe. Richard...you know I ain't sure what he wanted to do. Maybe be a lawman someday. He had the right attitude for it. Steve...hell, Steve never really cared what he was doin'," he admits.