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Cooper Bennett (ocrikey) wrote in inpoormerit, @ 2010-03-05 20:22:00

Good Morning!
Who: Coop and Belle
Where: Mike-3
When: Morning

Coop felt the snug heat of her body against his even before he became fully aware. It must be Monday, his bleary thoughts informed him. There had been no alarm, and, yet, there was sun beating through the glass at his back. His arm tightened around his wife's waist a moment as he shifted, burying his face in her thick hair.

And then it suddenly hit him, and the force with which he sat up nearly knocked him out of bed. Belle was there, all right -- and thank God for that. In her presence, it was easy to believe the attack was a dream, something helped along by the fuzzy, surreal quality the world seemed to have about it this morning.

Not at his best in the morning, Coop almost settled back down beside her, but the sting of metal suddenly seeped into his mouth. What on earth was that, he wondered as his face twisted in disgust. A glass of water, he thought would help -- except that when he moved to get of bed, it suddenly dawned on him: this was not their home.

"Belle," he murmured softly as he reached for her shoulder, stilling the shiver running down his spine. He felt very childlike suddenly, like he had just fallen down the rabbit hole. "Belle, wake up."