She wasn't sure what exactly woke her first, but once she had become conscious of her situation, everything seemed to hit her at once. A violent, pounding pain ripped through her skull in time with her pulse. Her mouth felt like she'd been chewing on cotton balls. Her neck was cramped from the awkward angle she'd been sleeping in. Knots had taken up residence in her stomach. The jeans she had worn the day before were digging into her hips. Her legs were numb from an uncomfortable weight across them. Adding to all of her problems was the deeply resonating noise from right next to her. The vibrating, reverberating, horrible noise that made her want to scream, if only it wouldn't exacerbate all her other pains.

Castle was snoring.

The bastard.

She swung her arm in his direction with as much strength as she could muster, and was satisfied when she had successfully made contact.

Immediately, she regretted that action when his whining became louder than his snores.