It's the first deep sleep Tommy's had in a long time.
There may have been dreams -- possibly involving fire, or smoke, or blackness, or the faces of people no longer in his life -- nothing he hasn't seen before. But it all seemed farther away. Less vivid. Less haunting.
So he doesn't feel it when Kate wakes and gets out of bed. And he sleeps right through her bath (dammit!). He even sleeps through the arrival of breakfast.
The coffee, though.
That gets him.
He stirs.
The first thing he notices: an unfamiliar bed.
Sprawled on his belly with the sheets tangled around his waist and legs, he picks his head up, bewildered for a moment.
Did I drink? Was I drunk?
Squinting in the daylight, he rolls over and drags his fingers through his hair.
No hangover. It's just...early.
He manages to prop himself up on his elbows and has a bleary-eyed look around the room.
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There may have been dreams -- possibly involving fire, or smoke, or blackness, or the faces of people no longer in his life -- nothing he hasn't seen before. But it all seemed farther away. Less vivid. Less haunting.
So he doesn't feel it when Kate wakes and gets out of bed. And he sleeps right through her bath (dammit!). He even sleeps through the arrival of breakfast.
The coffee, though.
That gets him.
He stirs.
The first thing he notices: an unfamiliar bed.
Sprawled on his belly with the sheets tangled around his waist and legs, he picks his head up, bewildered for a moment.
Did I drink? Was I drunk?
Squinting in the daylight, he rolls over and drags his fingers through his hair.
No hangover. It's just...early.
He manages to prop himself up on his elbows and has a bleary-eyed look around the room.
"Coffee," he croaks. "Awesome."