Morning came and with it the bright sun. But it was not the sun that woke Bridget. It wasn't the sun that warmed her freezing body or that kept her alive all night long. Bridget felt herself coming back to consciousness but she didn't open her eyes. Her mind was fuzzy and she struggled to remember where she was and she was too comfortable where she was, she didn't want to wake up.<br/><br/>Bridget sighed and burrowed deeper into the warm hard blanket that had wrapped itself around her. It felt like strong arms were holding her and keeping her close. She had no idea where they had come from but she was thankful for them now as she tried to catch a little more sleep.