Alex doesn't normally do the sleepover thing. Hell, Alex doesn't normally do the sleep thing, and when she does it's lightly. She made a soft sound as he played with her hair, but when he covered her over, Alex groaned softly and blinked before coming awake quickly. That was the good (or shitty) thing about her sleeping patterns: she could go from out like a light to completely away in a snap.

Without looking away from him, Alex reflexively reached behind her to grab her glasses and to slide them over her nose. There, the world looked better when it was more than just a bit of fuzziness in front of her. Her hand moved to cup his cheek, stroking along his jaw for a second before she just said, "morning."

Alex was good about knowing when people weren't being themselves, and this was one of those moments, there was a deep frown on her face her eyes peering intently into his own. "Are you okay, John?"