[3am - Saturday]<br/><br/>Grace sighed softly as she felt Terry's hand upon her head. It was a peaceful feeling to her, having her hair stroked, one she could remember her governess doing to put her to sleep. Opening her eyes slightly, she met Terry's gaze and gave her a grateful look. Relaxing into the couch further, Grace felt some of her worries slip away. Wherever Jim was, she felt sure he would return home soon.<br/><br/>She absentmindedly rubbed at one eye, a small itch suddenly appearing in the corner, and yawned. She heard the clock chime three times and looked up to see it was 3 am already. "Hey everyone, if you want to start heading to bed, that's fine with me. It's getting really late now. I know I can hardly keep my eyes open." She gave a smile and a gracious nod to Terry. "No thanks to Terry here, putting me to sleep with her soft touch." She grinned and winked at the girl. "Jerry, you're a lucky man to have a woman with such a light touch," she called out.<br/><br/>Sitting up, Grace stretched her arms upward, twirling her hands this way and that as she did so. She yawned once more, trying to stifle it with the back of her hand. "Whew! I'm sorry, everyone. Can't seem to control those things..." Settling back down into the couch, she murmured loud enough for Terry to hear, "You can leave me here, if you want to go up, hun. I'll be fine here til Jim comes. If I fall asleep, I'm sure he'll bring me up." Her limbs extended a little more on the couch, she rested her head on one of the pillows and closed her eyes again.