Andrew slid out of his bed and trod silently to his sisters room. He slipped into her room and stared down at her, with her back to him, for a few moments.<br/><br/>They often had cuddled at night growing up. Recently, it was a rare occasion. And after today in the van? He wasn't quite sure what might happen. But he felt the need to perhaps talk about what had happened with her.<br/><br/>He slid into her bed, sliding under her covers, pressing up behind her to spoon her, his larger form curling around hers.<br/><br/>"April, are you awake?"