I was like 'ack! I don't know what that is!' and then I Googled it and realized that I did, in fact, know what that is, but for some reason had never heard it called that before. So yay! I have cheated somewhat by making these three sentences run-on like hell.

She'd told them she didn't want Dresden, that she didn't need Dresden, that the whole point of being a secret message carrier was to be unobtrusive and a seven-foot tall, stupid, bloody American didn't exactly fly under the radar.

Now, however, when the bombs are falling and the ground is shaking and the world is thunder and lightening and fire and it seems like hell is inches away, she doesn't mind so much that he's with her, wrapped around her, holding her protectively to him.

The world is quiet and she opens her eyes again, her ears still ringing with explosions and finds that the barn they had taken cover in is gone, just flattened, but she's fine and he's fine and it's like they've had their own little circle of protection around them and they aren't even dusty or dirty and Dresden is grinning like the idiot he is and she wonders if maybe they knew what they were doing when they assigned him to her.