Sadie's POV

Albert was stirring in a half awake/half asleep state, on the worn out couch, as I crossed the small living room to grab my jacket and head outside to see what…..or rather who Martin and the others were cooking over the campfire outside.

"You say something, Albert?" I sighed, hearing him mutter something before I could reach the door.

Really, really not in the mood for this so goddamned early in the morning..

"I said your door isn't soundproof!" He complained, a little louder than I'd asked for. "I can hear every fucking thing you're doin in there, emphasis on fucking." He scoffed at that last part.

"Let me remind you, Albert, that you're not sleeping under this roof because we NEED you to be. You're sleeping here because you're too much of a pussy to sleep outside. Don't like what I do with my husband behind a closed door, you're free as a fucking bird to go back to making do with the others!"

"Yeah, well-"

"THAT IS.." I continued. "Assuming I don't go ahead and decide to revoke the privilege, take that freedom away from you."

He just muttered something under his breath and turned back over, facing the back of the couch.

"And get off your damn ass, already!" I added, throwing one of his shoes at him on my way out. "If I have to be up, so do you."

I sauntered on down the steps to find Martin and most of the others gone, likely still out on their hunt.

Mike was tossing some kindling into the fire when I approached.

"Morning, Sadie." he greeted.

"What's good about it?" I scoffed, taking another look around.

"I dunno" He shrugged. "I just said Morning".

"Yeah, well the good is usually implied."

"Yeah, I guess it is." He chuckled.

I nodded. "So no one's back yet?"

He shook his head. "Yeah, no such luck yet."

"That figures." I muttered.

"Where's Gareth?" He asked.

"He's comin." Gareth's voice answered from behind me, with a yawn. "Slowly, but surely."

I grinned as soon as I recognized it was him. "Morning, Sleepyhead."

He leaned in to kiss me when I turned around to face him. "Morning, Babe."

"You're up late." I remarked. "You're usually up earlier than most of us." I remarked.

"More bad dreams, for most of the night." He sighed. "Didn't get any real sleep til early this morning."

"Still more sleep than you've been getting." I pointed out.

"I guess." He shrugged. "So did you verbally abuse Albert this morning?" He added with a smirk. "Or did I just dream that too?"

I smiled back. "No, no I did. He was askin for it."

"I don't doubt that." He chuckled, taking a look around for himself. "Still out, huh?"

Mike nodded. "Yeeep, still out….they've been out longer before though."

Gareth nodded.

"Yeah, well before, I wasn't about to eat your leg, Mike." I scoffed.

Gareth chuckled at my remark. "You check the kitchen yet? Might be some stale chips or something left from whoever was here last."

"Ooohh, yum!" I remarked sarcastically. "As great as that offer sounds, Gar, I'm pretty sure I went through what was tolerable of that the first week we were here….and what little is left makes me sick."

"Right…" He chuckled. "Though, if I recall, it was more like the first day or so."

"I like to think it was at least a few days." I defended.

"If you say so." He sighed.

"I do." I smirked.

"Well, in my defense.." He added. "We have been here a month or so, and you know I don't have the best memory…"

"As much of an understatement as that is." I snickered. "Kinda feels more like an excuse."

"Oh it does, does it?"

"Yeah, it does." I slipped my arms up around his neck, right as Albert was making his way out of the house.

"God, don't tell me you guys are gonna do it out here now." He groaned, rolling his eyes at us, as he came down the porch steps.

"Don't tempt us!" I smirked.

Gareth chuckled. "Nice to see you too, Albert."

Albert just shrugged as he went to join Mike by the fire.

"Sure you can handle bein out here, man?" Gareth remarked. "Pretty scary out here."

"Bite me." Albert scoffed.

"What'd I say about tempting me, asshole?" I retorted.

Albert just ignored me. "So when are the others expected back?" he asked no one in particular.

"Dunno." I scoffed. "Lemme just pull out my cell and ask them."

Albert just muttered something under his breath and went back in the house.

"Well, someone's particularly snarky today." Gareth observed, as soon as Albert was out of earshot.

I raised my eyebrows. "You implying that I'm Moody, Gar."

"No, no no." He tried to defend. "Didn't mean it like that."

I laughed. "I'm mostly kidding, Babe."

"I'm sure."

I turned to go back in the house as well. "Well let me know when breakfast is on."

"Will do." Gareth promised, kissing my cheek as I left.