Not paradise without you (Roy)
Laurel didn't like the idea of going to sleep in the strange hotel where she wasn't sure that she could trust her surroundings, but eventually she realized that she didn't have much choice otherwise. She'd barricaded herself in the room as best as she could and eventually sleep claimed her in the wee hours of the morning. She woke a few hours later and was a little disappointed at finding that she was still in the same place. A glance out the window confirmed that nothing had changed overnight. That this wasn't some crazy dream.
She would have to spend more time trying to talk to the people around here and trying to figure out what was going on, but she had the need to do something more physical. She was already missing training and she thought that the least she could do was swim a few laps. And then she'd resume the search for a way home. She just hoped that it didn't hold as many dead ends as yesterday. Wherever he was, Roy had to be going nuts. Or worse. She couldn't help but worry about what might have happened to Roy after she was knocked out. Staying active and trying to keep her mind off things was the way to go right now. Worrying about losing yet another man that she cared for might paralyze her and keep her from continuing to fight to get home.
She wasn't ready to take a chance on the ocean, but the hotel pool looked safe enough. She dipped a toe in the water, making absolutely certain that it was water. When nothing happened, she dove right in and started to swim around. The exercise had precisely the mind numbing effect that she'd hoped for. She lost herself in the movement as she swum the length of the pool and back a few times.