"I just took a couple of pain killers, Clay. Coffee--" She shook her head. "I need something a little stronger than that."

She sank down on the couch next to him, but didn't lay against him. Not yet. Instead, she pulled her legs up onto the couch and wrapped her arms around one of them. Resting her forehead on it, she winced and then tilted it to the side that wasn't injured and gave him a sad smile.