As she may there motionless on the couch she seemed so peaceful. Had it not been for her steady breathing one might have assumed she had died again. There was still color in her cheeks and she was warm to the touch.
When she came to her eyes opened very slowly. A quiet groan issued from her throat as a hand moved to her forehead. And then she heard him humming. To her. Or perhaps to himself. A small, careful smile appeared and then disappeared just as quickly, "What happened?" She remembered everything going black but nothing more until now.