In the morning when she woke - long before the doctor, those painkillers he took around midnight would put him out for longer than he cared - she'd find that one of the extra blankets had been placed over her (or at least close enough that she could have pulled it over herself), a pillow tucked by her head and the TV turned off. The remote no where to be found and breakfast waiting outside the door - room service. She could keep the muffins for lunch.