Rain
"I'm glad to see you're still waking up in a good mood," he calls, glaring resentfully after her retreating back.
Okay, so maybe it's partly his fault, scaring the hell out of her when she woke up to find a man leaning over her in the darkness, but throwing him to the floor and leaping after him to cover him with a rain of blows was totally overreacting.
She emerges from the kitchen a moment later with an ice pack, and he winces as she helps him settle it carefully over a quickly-forming lump.
He takes the ice pack, and she drops to the couch next to him with a long sigh, rubbing her sore knuckles, because she still hasn't got around to those self-defense classes, and never learned to throw a punch properly.
"Missed you, you reckless idiot," she finally mutters against his shoulder, and he freezes as something warm and wet soaks into the fabric of his shirt.
"Uh…Gabi," he calls hesitantly, her given name coming instinctively as he rests one hand gently on her hair.
And then the tears come anew, and harder, until he has to slap her to calm her down.
End Notes: Woot! I found a new name to give her!