I'm still here (Mary)
His eyes opened slowly to unfamiliar surroundings. Johnny's mind jolted when he realized that he wasn't in the place where he'd been when he'd fallen asleep. Training alone kept his body from making the same sudden movement. Which he was very glad of when he heard the soft breathing of another person. Looking down, Johnny noted Mary in the same exact place she'd been in his arms before he'd drifted off.
He took quick stock of what he could. It seemed to be another little cottage, though this one was ... it was weird somehow. He couldn't quite put his finger on it. His body felt fine, despite having slept on a couch, no kink in his neck or stiffness. There were bird noises coming in from outside, and sunlight (and warmth) as well. That, to him, meant no more snow. Johnny glanced around for a window to confirm, and indeed saw a green leafy branch swaying outside the glass.
"Hey, Mare." Johnny whispered the words and brushed hair out of her face. He kissed her gently on the top of her head, as well.
Whatever shift they'd undergone, whatever planet they were dumped on now, he had Mary. That was all that mattered to him at the moment.