Owen pauses for a moment and says, "Hetty, how much vacation time do you have racked up?"

"I've got tons of vacation time racked up. Why do you ask?" Hetty asks sitting back on Owen's waist.

"I've got a friend who has a timeshare in the Bahamas. Why don't we go on vacation together? We could sail down there together. His timeshare is right on the beach by a dock." Owen suggests to Hetty as he sits up.

"That sounds wonderful. If you get everything set up I'll be at the dock when you want to be." Hetty yawns. She hasn't been allowed to sleep in the last 36 hours and it's finally catching up with her.

"Come on, I think you need some sleep. The trauma is obviously catching up with you." Owen says gently.

Hetty hisses in pain as she sits up and tweaks something the wrong way. Owen scoops Hetty up in his arms and carries into her bedroom. He sets her down gently on the bed." There, you get settled and I'll be back." Owen says sweetly.

"But what about?" Hetty asks turning to look at Owen.

"That won't be happening tonight, Hetty. We're tired and you're stiff. You need to take it easy. I'm going to go sleep in the spare room." Owen says firmly.

"Please, don't go away. I want you to stay close. I'm scared to be alone." Hetty pleads with Owen.

"Alright, I'll stay. I'll just change in the bathroom and I'll be right back." Owen says quietly. He exits the bedroom and goes back towards the front door. He picks up his overnight bag and walks into the bathroom. He changes out of his suit and into a pair of pyjama pants and a t-shirt. He leaves the bag on the floor of the bathroom and walks back into the bedroom. Hetty's nearly asleep by the time he comes in. Owen climbs into bed next to Hetty and pulls the sheet up over him. It's too warm to have anything else on him. Hetty cuddles against Owen's chest wrapping her arm around his waist. Owen gently kisses the top of Hetty's head and reaches up and turns out the light.

Hetty immediately gasps loudly when the lights go out. It's clear that she is very afraid of the dark after the trauma she went through the last 36 hours. "Owen!"

"It's okay. You're safe. I'm right here for you. I won't let anything happen to you." Owen tightens his grip on Hetty to reassure her. "Go to sleep and I'll be right here when you wake up."

"Promise me." Hetty whispers in the dark.

"I promise. Don't you worry." Owen says gently.

Hetty's not using her pillow. Her head is resting on Owen's chest. Owen doesn't mind at all. She's not heavy and Owen likes that he's relying on him. He decides not to fall asleep until Hetty falls asleep. He knows that tonight could be a very long night for her. Hetty slowly falls asleep in Owen's arms and Owen softly strokes her hair. When he's sure she's asleep he begins to fall asleep next to her.