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cracking the window.
    Even this late in the summer, the morning was slightly crisp up here in the foothills, and the green, piney scent of the forest was cut slightly by the chill bite of a coming storm. As she massaged her temples, she thought back to her absurd fantasy with the two giant men on either side of her.
    Prickles rose up on one of her arms as she imagined the sensation of fingertips brushing along, curling around her elbow. She had no idea why, but in that moment, she wasn’t able to think of anything else except their breath, and their hard, leathery, earthen scent. And, of course, the fact that there were two of them.
    Oh no, she thought. Not here, not in the front of a helicopter with a Cajun a foot and a half from my elbow.
    Gazing out the window, Jill tried to concentrate on anything except the desire burning in her chest. She watched the trees whiz by underneath, and let them lull her into a momentary trance.
    Jacques stayed quiet until she finally spoke. “Sorry,” she said. “My mind’s a million miles away.” Ain’t that the damn truth .
    “We all do it, Miss Jilly,” he said. “But you seemin’ like you ain’t in your own head. Bad way to be out there in the woods. You sure you wantin’ to do this?”
    She smiled. “A year in the making, this camp. Two years getting the grants. A lot of sleepless nights and a whole lot of crazy angst. I’m just feeling a little overwhelmed,” she lied, sort of. “Leaving society for a year to watch bears? That’s kinda weighing on my mind. Being alone out there...”
    “Don’t you worry none about that. I’ll be keepin’ an eye on the weather and what’n not. Any kinda bad mojo come your way, I’ll pick you up. And you ain’t gonna be completely alone,” his sunglasses sparkled as he dipped the helicopter to begin the descent. “I’m bringing you food once a week, you know. There’s the radio an’ all. And from what I understand, Fred’s gonna come along as soon as his doc gives him the okay.”
    Jill smiled, and then returned to staring out the window. Something about watching the trees whip past, seeing the shadows from the clouds vanish underneath her, it brought some small measure of peace.
    She took a deep breath, inhaling the scent again, letting it fill her lungs. She smiled, the sun warming her face against the morning chill.
    “I think it’ll be fine,” she said, exhaling slowly, a slight tremble marking the end. “Something tells me that... yeah, it’ll be fine. Don’t ask me what, but there you go.”
    “Intuition?” Jacques asked. “Luck?”
    Jill shook her head. “Nothing like that, I don’t think. It’ll work out because, basically, it has to. This is the way everything is supposed to go.”
    “Ah,” he smiled, watching the horizon and making a slight adjustment. “You talkin’ fate then, huh? I always thought that was a bunch of shit, fate and all. But lately though?”
    Jill looked over at the pilot with the big, square beard, and the tanned skin and waited for him to finish.
    “Lately though, I ain’t so sure. I’m thinkin’ maybe so. Maybe there is something to that fate business after all.”
    The rest of the hour-long flight they spent without speaking, Jill thinking about what he’d said, and what had stuck in her mind.
    The next time the two men from her fantasies returned, as the chopper thumped along, Jill didn’t fight her heart, instead just letting her thoughts drift away on top of the clouds.
    *
    “F ield camp is four miles to the north!” Jacques shouted as Jill stepped out of the helicopter and into fate. “You sure you can make it?”
    I’d probably rather jump out of this damn thing than make that trek right about now , Jill thought. “Of course! I’m gonna live out here for a year, I better be able to hike a couple miles.”
    “That’s the spirit,” he shouted back. Gingerly, he handed her pack out and down to her waiting arms. He waved, spun the chopper, and headed back the