She laughs as she heads to the dresser that is hers.  She reaches in and pulls out a nighty.  Oh, fine silk with lace across the deep, but covering neckline.  The loose way it fell over her curves felt luxurious to her.  The fine quality of the silk was appreciated instantly.  She hadn't owned anything like this in her memory.  She couldn't afford it on her wages and she would not purchase cheap imitations.  She curled her arms about her and twirled like a little girl.  Her long black hair - finally dry - fanned out about her and wrapping around tight when she stops before falling into place.  She looks to Gabriel in his heaven and smile, a true, sincere, deeply grateful smile.  She climbed into bed next to him and pulled his arms about her.  It didn't take either of them long to fall asleep inspite of the early hour and the bright sunshine.  Exhaustion has a way of overruling sunshine.  A peaceful, happy moment in a whirlwind of craziness and emotions.