Alice snapped her gaze to the voice addressing her, a small sigh of relief washing through her at the realisation it was Tim addressing her. Her paranoia and fear was getting the better of her, and that wasn't fair to her best friend. He had never done anything wrong, and right now he was her life raft. "Tim..." she plastered on that plastic smile that never reached her eyes. "Good morning. I-I didn't mean to wake you so early. I was trying to be a-as quiet as possible, so as not to disturb you. I know you probably went to bed later than me." She definitely had to leave soon, before either she soured their relationship and he found out, or before William finally caught up to her. Because she knew he would, and when he did, have mercy on her soul.<br/><br/>She turned back around to focus on the last batch of food sizzling away in the pan. She stiffened in Tim's gentle embrace, her mind telling her that she was safest here, but her body instinctively wanting to flee and expecting pain in the presence of a male. Not to mention her body was very tender. Alice was grateful that Tim was taking her injury into consideration, but that was only one he could physically see. Her clothing currently hid an array of bruises and scratches both new and old, and if she was correct at least one of her ribs were bruised. Thankfully the friendly side hug was brief.<br/><br/>Turning off the stove at just the right moment she placed the last of the eggs and bacon with rest. Putting the pan down she picked up the plate full of eggs, bacon and sausage, placing it in the middle of the table. "Oh... yes thank you, I-it's feeling much better thanks to your skills," hugging herself as she sat down. She felt extremely guilty for last night, imposing on him like she had. "I-I didn't know if your egg preference had changed since I last saw you, so I made some of each, scrabbled, sunny side up, and over easy. I also did sausages, bacon and some tomatoes." Truth be told she'd just tried to distract her mind and made too much. "It's my way of saying thank you for last night. Though... I will remember to restock your fridge later, so don't worry." Trying her damnedest to keep the smile on her face.<br/><br/>Taking one sunny side up egg, one piece of bacon and one piece of toast for herself, she poured herself some orange juice. "I missed you too Tim," she murmured.<i>So much.</i>She thought. He had no idea how much she had missed him, to the point his missing presence had been an ache, a hole in her life. "So.. how have you been s-" She smelt something burning, until she remembered the coffee. "Oh no! No, no, no, no, no, no!" She immediately got up and went to the coffee pot, realising she'd put it on too high a setting. She hissed as she grabbed it, finding it to be too hot. Quickly she yanked an oven mitt off the hook and poured the spoiled pot of coffee down the drain. "I'm so sorry," she said to Tim, instinctively expecting him to get mad at her for screwing something so simple up, shaking softly. About now William would be yelling at her, or grabbing her or hitting her or... both for being so stupid. "I-I'll make a new pot straight away." With that she rinsed the pot and began putting more beans into the machine.