Penny woke to the feel of warm, sun-leathered skin under her cheek and the feeling of safety, security of being held in Gordon's arm. He lay on his back, the single limb under her head, hand resting on her shoulder.
She stretched, happy and content, and peered about the room. The window had been left open form the night before and was currently fluttering on the warm, early morning breeze, with the smell of the sea air and chirping of birds as the light crept in across the floor.
Right then, everything was perfect.
The world and all its woes were a million miles away. She reached over him, curious as to the time. She should really get up. The movement caused him to stir, mumbling softly pulling her closer and wrapping both arms about her, kissing her softly without seeming to truly wake. The WASP cap from the night before had apparently been left on, it slipped forward and bumped her on the head. She looked at him and found herself once again smiling. His face was in hidden in the shadow of the cap, and she noted that for the first time in weeks he looked peaceful. She wasn't a fool, though—once he woke up, that anger would be back, and she was saddened at the thought that any peace he got was only fleeting. She pushed it aside, 'enjoy the moment' and briefly found herself wondering how many people would kill to be her right then.
She lay there for a while longer before the lack of doing something got too much, and carefully Penny attempted to extract herself without waking him, sadly failing. The man grumbled, sliding his other arm around her waist and pulled her back, ignoring the half-hearted protests as he cuddled up against her, mumbling a solid, 'No.'
'Gordon,' she sighed, lifting the cap so she could look at his face, 'I need to get up.' He groaned again, rolling on his back and stretching to reach the alarm, one arm still around her. She took the moment to enjoy the view.
'It's only...' He studded it and gave a disgusted sound. 'Too early, you can wait a couple of hours,' he said, rolling back to her, once again cuddling against her and holding tight, using her as a pillow. The cap might have obscured his face but she could feel him smiling. she signed again and beat him playfully with the cap. 'I need to get up, let go.' Her tone was soft but gave away she meant it, and with some reluctance he let go. She smirked and replaced the cap, deliberately low over his eyes as she stepped from the bed and went about recovering her clothing, trying not the notice as Gordon grinned.
'Why the rush anyway?' The question came mostly lost a yawn and there were a few uncomfortable pops of joints as he stretched. She cringed, silently cursing the man's joints and knowing her reasoning was about the sour the pleasant start to the day. 'I want to get showered, dressed and make myself presentable to go out.' She pulled the top over her head hoping he wouldn't ask where. He already knew. Why make it more painful?
'Go where?' She heard him sit up, forcing out a breath through his nose tinged with annoyance. Turning, she looked at him; he had pulled his knees to rest against them as he toyed with the cap, picking at the sun guard. He was going to make her say it. She frowned and walked back to the bed, sitting on the edge and taking the cap. She threw it across the room and waited until he looked at her.
'I am going to see your brothers, and I am going to get answers, and then I am going to find John.' He kept his face neutral. 'Are you going to come with me to get those?'