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[argyle_princess]

Temperance Brennan's apartment is, at this moment, more or less silent.

This is because Hannah is the only person here right now, and she is still fast asleep, curled up on the sofa bed with the stuffed mouse she no longer cares that Brennan knows about, sleeping the dreamless, motionless sleep of the exhausted.

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[dr_temperance]

Brennan quietly keys into her apartment, and closes the door softly.

Hannah is still sound asleep, and Brennan doesn't want to wake her.

She ought to sleep herself, something more than the light nap she caught in the wee small hours. But she's wide awake. No doubt due to the combination of adrenaline and caffiene still working its way through her system.

So she turns on her desk lamp and pulls out a draft of an article she's editing. Wide awake she may be, but she's not up to diving into case files just yet.

[argyle_princess]

It's some time still, before Hannah wakes up, with the brief mild panic of a person who has no idea where she is, before she remembers.

"Brennan?"

[dr_temperance]

"Right here," Brennan replies promptly.

Brennan looks up from her papers with a smile. "I was starting to think that I'd have to wake you up to take you to catch your plane."

[argyle_princess]

Hannah shrugs a little, sitting up.

"Didn't sleep much last night, or the night before last, whatever it was. Most nights, actually."

She yawns.

"Is there coffee?"