When he stood to let her mother tend to her, Jack finally realized the disarrayed state he was in. He was hesitant to leave, especially after Alice asked him to stay. He sat back on the edge of the bed and took her hand, "I'll be right back. I promise." He said, squeezing her hand lightly and waiting for her to completely knock out before letting go. "I figured I need a bath and a fresh change of clothes." He was about to ask whether she would watch over her when he stopped himself. This was affecting him more than he thought it did. He rubbed his cheek, "I'm also going to get some coffee." He shook his head and headed towards the door. 

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As Amy finished setting the table for breakfast, she realized that Elijah wasn't down yet. The young man was always an early riser. Concerned that last night's incident took a bigger toll on him than she thought, she went to his room with a mug of coffee and knocked once before opening the door, "Elijah? Are you al--" She stopped and blinked several times, hoping her eyes were deceiving her. There was no way that Elijah would be sharing a bed with her son's fiancee. And yet, there they were, tangled up underneath the blankets.