<em>Jenna, middle of Night 1</em><br/><br/>Dinner had wrapped up quickly, and Jenna had found herself exhausted.  She and Brook had readied themselves for bed while the men went outside, and she'd intended to stay awake and chat a little with her new roommate, but instead she'd fallen asleep quickly.  She had been grateful that the shades in the bedroom were heavy and opaque, completely blocking out the light from outside.  That it was late and still sunny would throw her off; she knew it would take a lot of adjustment on her part to get used to it.<br/><br/>She wasn't sure what woke her, but she came alert with a start.  Sitting up and rubbing her eyes, she felt around the small nightstand blindly, grabbing her wristwatch.<em>Four A.M.</em>Too early to be awake, and she knew she needed plenty of rest.  Their day would be spent unpacking and setting up their compound, and there would be a lot of heavy lifting involved.  A pit stop and then she'd need to get back to bed.<br/><br/>Getting up as her eyes adjusted to the lack of light, she frowned when she noticed that Brook's bed was empty.  Apparently, Jenna wasn't the only one who didn't sleep through the night.  She left the bedroom and used the restroom, muttering a small 'thank you' to her new boss as she washed her hands after.  That they had indoor plumbing was a godsend.<br/><br/>She found Brook in the small clinic, slumped over her desk asleep.  Jenna smiled as the memory of finding her father like this so often assailed her, and she shook her head wistfully as she moved into Brook's room and whispered the woman's name.  "Brook, come on," she said a little louder, shaking the woman's shoulder gently.  "Time to get into bed."