Consciousness returned to Amelia with all the grace of an unwanted visitor. At first her mind registered only the warmth that surrounded her and the curious sense of being wrapped in comfort. For a blissful moment she allowed herself to sink into that feeling, drifting between sleep and wakefulness. Then her brain began to put together the details, and with startling clarity she realized this was most definitely not her bed. The truth slammed into her like a bucket of icy water. Her heart skipped, then stumbled into a gallop as she understood exactly where she was and what she was doing.
Oh. My. God.
