Sleep was still forcefully tugging at Allison, and she looked longingly at the bed she had just made up. After such a long drive in the previous days, she knew that she could have slept for hours longer, well into the late afternoon before stirring even just a little. The thought of walking anywhere, even for good reason, was daunting, and the young doctor was not looking forward to it at all. She found herself wishing that her car would magically start, and the GPS would glow back to life and point her, without a doubt, in the direction of the city and to the doorstep of her new apartment. Unfortunately, wishes didn't get Allison anything but disappointment, and she resigned herself to this hike.

At the very least, Torsten was there to keep her company, and his lively personality prompted her to wake a little more. “I slept well,” she answered him, laughing softly at the joke he made. She was glad to see that he had made it through the night without incident, and supposed now was the time to stop feeling guilty for displacing him. “Your bed is very comfortable.” Modest as it was, the mattress beat out anything the motels had to offer along the way from Boston.

The amount of weapons that Torsten had stored in the cabin was a bit surprising, but Allison was somehow comforted by his preparedness. Guns, although she had no idea how to use one, did not bother her the way they did others and they seemed necessary in this instance if the two of them didn't want to become dinner for some wandering grizzly. 

Alone in the cabin once again, crossed the room to the shower and quickly stripped herself of her clothes. The thought of starting a fire in order to have hot water was too much work at such an hour, and although she was incredibly efficient when it came to her career, Allison was lazy in almost all other areas of her life. Unlike her mother, a fantastic mother and wife, Allison hated to clean anything, hardly ever made her bed and would sooner eat off of paper plates than set herself up for having to do dishes. Cold water would suffice just fine, and the shocking temperature was sure to finally wake her enough for the hike to the Amish settlement. 

The shower was a quick one, just enough to get clean and wake up. Allison stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself in a towel, shivering slightly from how cold the water had been. She made sure not to get her hair wet, knowing that she would be unable to dry it, and in the cold, morning air, it would only make her uncomfortable. Drying off, Allison slipped her clothes back on, unhappy that she wouldn't be able to change, but that mattered very little when she would be walking through the woods all day, and then to Portland later on. Besides, the sweater was warm and Allison was happy to have something to trap her body heat.

After hanging the towel up to dry, the doctor slid her shoes back on and stepped outside to meet Torsten. It was still a little dark, but the sun was starting to rise and the sky was a beautiful mix of deep violet and pale blue. It mixed wonderfully with the green trees all around, their tops barely kissed by the coming morning; what a beautiful day. 

“Torsten?” she called, looking around for the Finn as she pulled her hair back into a haphazard ponytail. “I'm ready to go. I hope you didn't get eaten by a bear,” she added with a playful laugh.