Tegan drifted, half falling back asleep, His scent mingling with hers soothed her comforting her. She was safe, and so was he. This was right. She stretched out, early in the morning, and slowly eased herself from his hold. She silently padded around the room, tidying. She wasn't going to get any more sleep that morning. She paused as she grasped Alphonso, and grinned, putting it on her side table, before leaving the room, to catch up on the cleaning she had skipped while preparing for Hallowe'en night.<br/><br/>She hummed softly to herself as she wiped a damp cloth over her tables and mantle, turning an oldies radio on low. She smiled to herself, her mind drifting back to Roe in her bed. She was glad that e was sleeping. She had the feeling that it was an uncommon thing for him. Her mind trailed along to what she had dreamed, knowing it was from him. He hadn't done anything to be damned. Not a thing, he'd only been affiliated with the wrong angel. Her eyebrows inched together with anger. How heartless must a god be to turn his back on someone like Roe.