"Mm. Yes." Debi yawned and reached for his hand. It had been the first real night's sleep she'd had since the attack, and the first night she'd slept without nightmares that had left her shaking and reaching for Zach. "Can't wait to get back home - miss our own bed."
She carefully sat up and shook her hair back from her shoulders. Healer Abramowitz had told her that if anything bad was going to happen, it would have happened by now, but she was still uneasy. God only knew what would have happened if Lil (alive and well and a lot more powerful than Debi had ever imagined) hadn't shown up when she did.
Zach looked as if he hadn't slept in a week, and she wanted nothing more than to get him home and take care of him. "What about you? You look so - "