<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #80BFFF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Peter Halvardson</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">'The Viking'</span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Nine hours, that was longer as he slept usually. Maybe dragging Alice back had drained him some more. Or maybe it was her presence in the room that let him sleep like a baby. When he opened his eyes, it was in the middle of the night. The pulsing numbers on the wall showed him, that they had to return to work in three hours. No problem to him, but for Alice? He sat up from his bunk and looked over to her. She was still sleeping, her face peaceful and soft. He had washed her hair yesterday in the shower and it had curled naturally while drying overnight. But one could see that she had beautiful hair.<br/><br/>Peter got up and went to the washroom. When he returned Alice was still sleeping. He sat down on the bed beside her and stroked her cheek tenderly to wake her up. It took some time until her eyelids flattered open and some more until her brain managed to compare the picture she saw with her memory. Until she knew who he was and until her body reacted in natural defense. Peter flashed her a genuine smile. <br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Welcome back, Alice. You are indeed the most stubborn bitch I have ever met. I hope you don't expect me to repeat that exercise every shift we work. And to make one thing crystal clear too: It is definitely fun to soap your naked body, but it would be more fun if you would be conscious at that time. You want to eat something?"</span></div>