**Victoria - MEC - John***

Victoria woke with a sore back and a throbbing headache. She replayed the events of the previous night in her head. She felt a sudden urge to go apologize to Buck for her hostile behavior, but she decided to wait until she spoke to John. She slid out of her bed and pulled on her flannel shirt, and running a hand through her red mess of hair. She put on her socks and laced her boots, standing up. The sun peeked through her window, and a thermometer hanging on the blinds read *43 Degrees*. A rather cold morning. 

After making up her bed, she walked out of her room and went to John's door, rapping on it several times. "John?" She asked softly. When he didn't respond, she opened the door, but saw his bed was empty. She sighed, stepping into the room, and looking around. The room was relatively clean, but was far from perfection. She gave a small *tsk* and went to his bed. She pulled off his pillows and neatly made the bed. She nodded to herself when she was finished, and left the room. She heard a small voice in the hallway, which she assumed was Farren's son Dean. She allowed herself a small smile before continuing to the stairs and heading down a floor. 

She found John sitting against the wall in a lonely corridor, rubbing his hands across his face. "Morning, John." She said, smiling at him. She went beside him and slid down to the floor. "So... I was thinking about heading back out sometime before noon." She said. "I know... I know I just went out, but I've always been to scared to go anywhere far enough to have valuables... Now that Buck is here, I think it'd be worth asking him if he'd come with me. I-If that's alright with you, I mean."