She sleeps the deep sleep of the exhausted and the pained, her dreams hazy and half-formed. When Sherlock comes to wake her, it takes a moment for her to swim up for those depths. She opens her eyes before she's quite awake, her expression almost puzzled. Then she blinks, the haze clearing.
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Date: 2013-06-14 04:14 am (UTC)"Sherlock. Is everything okay?"