In the cold silence of a fort, Valeria is searching - though she's not sure what for. Sunflowers hold poison, but why is that important? Her thoughts spiral in unfamiliar directions, fed by a hunger she can't explain. As she navigates between the warmth of companionship and the icy grip of her growing obsession, reality itself begins to slip.

"We both know that I always come behind you cleaning up the messes you boys leave behind." Lydia's only known the Dutton Ranch, they've been good to her and she's been even better to them. Wranglers are getting complacent, those in the ranch house are getting impatient, and John isn't so sure Rip can handle it all. He calls in a favor for Lydia to come help on the ranch again, set things back in order. OCx? (Love interest not set)