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#V808 - Episode 08
EXT. ROAD - EVENING
XENA is holding ARGO IIís front left foot. Sheís using a small knife to pick dirt and stones from the horseís hoof.
GABRIELLE is holding her bridle, stroking her face and soothing her while Xena continues to work.
Itís okay girl.
Weíll get you all fixed up.
Whatís the verdict?
The shoe is shot. We need
to find a blacksmith. I canít fix
this mess myself, at least not out
here. She needs to have a new
one forged or her hoof will split.
Gabrielle looks around at the forest before them. Itís dark, thick and the tall trees seem to loom over them, as if theyíre watching every move Xena and Gabrielle make. The sky is dark with heavy clouds swirling in the distance and blue flashes of lightening striking behind the trees.
It was a dark and
Nothing. Just talking to myself.
So where do you think weíre
going to find a smith?
Well, if we stay on the main road,
we can be in Sikyon in three days.
If we do that, we risk Argo
going seriously lame.
If we cut through the forest
we can be in Phileious
in half that time, but....
Thereís always a Ďbutí.
Argo whinnies and nods her head in agreement.
But we have to get around the
base of the Kyllene mountain range.
You mean the supposedly
Ďcursedí Kyllene mountain range?
Thatís the one.
Xena chuckles at Gabrielleís lack of enthusiasm and tucks her knife away before taking Argoís reins.
Sorry sweetheart, but we
really donít have any choice.
Gabrielle takes Xenaís hand as they start walking from the road toward the forest.
So what are we having for dinner?
Whatever we can scare up.
Oh, ha, ha.
EXT. CAMP - NIGHT
There is a lovely fire going. Xena is fixing a piece of tack and Gabrielle is scribbling something on a scroll. The remnant of a roast rabbit is still on the spit. The bedrolls are placed under a tarp to ward off the rain that is threatening to fall. Gabrielle isnít writing; sheís drawing. After placing a finishing touch on her artwork she looks up to Xena.
Okay, try it now.
Xena just sighs and her shoulders slump slightly, then she smiles and straightens. She takes a deep breath carefully, almost as if she is studying Gabrielle who is diligently hiding the drawing. Xena closes her eyes and concentrates. Her head tilts just slightly as her eyebrows slowly rise.
Gabrielle only sighs as she turns the parchment around and shows Xena the drawing of the bow and arrow she has just completed.
Does this look like a bunny?
Obviously not. Iím sorry, Gabrielle.
Mind reading isnít necessarily
one of my many skills.
Then how do you explain that we
seem to know what the other is
thinking or doing? Whatís driving
me really nuts is that sometimes it
works and sometimes it doesnít.
Iíd like a little consistency here.
Thatís why Iím testing this theory.
Xena places the bit she was working on in her saddlebag, then stands and stretches.
It is consistent in the fact that
sometimes it works, and
sometimes it doesnít.
I knew you were
going to say that.
Gabrielle rolls her eyes and puts the parchment away as they get ready for bed. Xena is careful to make sure the tarp is secure on three sides to protect them from any storm that may blow in. Gabrielle joins her and begins unlacing her boots.
The legend says the mountains are
cursed, but the forest is pretty
creepy too. Have you noticed
there are no animal noises?
Yeah, I noticed. I actually caught our
dinner at the edge of the woods.
I didnít see any sign of any game
at all in the cover of the trees.
No droppings, nothing.
I think itís just the thickness of the
trees that keeps light and wind from
traveling in here that makes it so creepy.
Xena lies back on the bedroll.
No itís not.
Gabrielle turns and crawls up next to her and lays her head on Xenaís shoulder.
Itís the ghosts and monsters.
Oh, youíre funny.
Thanks, I try.
You get to sleep with
one eye open tonight.
Donít I always?
Gabrielle snuggles closer and Xena pulls a heavy cover over them. Lifting her head to look at the fire, sheís satisfied that it will burn through the night. She lays back and holds Gabrielle closer.
Donít let the bacchae bite.
EXT. CAMP - MORNING
Xena stretches and the very first thing she notices is that Gabrielle is gone. She is up immediately, also noticing that all of her partnerís belongings are gone too. She is immediately on her feet.
Moving around their campsite, Xena also finds that Argo is gone, but her tack is still piled next to the shelter they had been sleeping in.
When silence once again meets her yell, she quickly begins gathering her gear. Then she starts looking for any signs of her partner or her horse.
END OF TEASER