Just Remember

Chapter 15 An Attempt at Normal

The next day when J.J. arrived at the Hospital with his son to visit Grace, he found that she was in the rehab room pushing herself to make her feet move, as she held herself between a set of parallel bars with her arms shaking as she grimaced with the effort to simply move her leg even a little bit. "Mrs. Watt, you should stop now, you've been at this since after breakfast. It will take time to regain use of your legs. It's not going to happen overnight, you know," said the attendant as he hovered in front of her protecting her from falling forward.
"I'm aware of that, you, you," she struggled as she searched for the word that she wanted to say.


"Grace, little ears are present, babe. Don't say anything that you wouldn't want him to say in the future," J.J. called from the door, making Grace's head snap in his direction with a beaming smile meant only for him and her son, who she could hear cooing from his carrier in J.J.'s hand.
"It took you long enough. Where's my chair at," Grace asked?
"It's right behind you about four feet back across the bars. How did you get yourself in the middle of the bars anyway," asked the attendant?
"Like this," Grace said as she swung her body until she had flipped backwards three times before landing back safely in her chair and unlocking the breaks leaving the attendant with a dropped jaw and a shocked expression.


"Oh, that's right, you didn't know that my wife used to be one amazing gymnast among other things, J.J. smirked as he placed the baby carrier into Grace's lap while he rolled her out of the room. Little Leeroy cooed happily and blew spit bubbles as his mother felt his face and tickled him lightly as she was rolled back to her room.
"Hello, that's right, I'm your Mommy, baby Leeroy. I'm so glad to finally meet you," she said as J.J. locked her wheels after parking her beside the window and reached in releasing their son from the straps that kept him from escaping and handed him over to Grace.


"What does Lee Look like, J.J.," Grace asked as she held him close to her and cradled him in her arms?
"Mom and Dad have been arguing about that since he was born. Mom swears that he looks exactly like I did at his age, but dad says that his hair and face are all you, except for the eyes. I personally think that he is the perfect blend of both of us. He's got my eyes, your hair color, my nose, your mouth and complexion, and according to my mother, he has my lungs, though I think that it's open for debate. I've heard you scream before and she hasn't," J.J. smiled and then coughed as Grace slapped him hard in the soloplexes.


"You're impossible, Justin. At least attempt to keep your mind out of the gutter while our son is in the same room, or I'll make you wait another year before you sleep in the same bed as me," Grace threatened making J.J. arch an eyebrow. "Oh, and don't think that just because I can't see you that I can't tell when you're making a face at me, Justin James Watt," she scolded.
"But, how," J.J. stammered upon realizing that she had realized exactly what he was doing?
"I'm blind not stupid, J.J. and I do know you well enough to know what your face looks like. I just wish that I could remember everyone else as well as I remember you. I know that it's hurting those two guys that swear that they are my brother's but I just can't remember them," Grace said somberly as Lee fussed in her arms.


"Give it time Babe, it will come back to you once we get you home and back into a familiar environment," J.J. soothed as he placed a kiss on top of her head as she wrinkled her nose. "What's that look for? Did I say something that you don't agree with," he asked upon noticing her face?
"No, but our son sure did something that I think needs immediate attention. Please tell me that you've brought a diaper bag with you," Grace said as she tried to move the wheel chair with one hand.
"Of course I did, what kind of father would I be if I left home without the necessities," J.J. said as he attempted to take their son from Grace only to be swatted away.


"Just get me to the bed, so that I can lay him down and change him," Grace ordered.
"Grace are you sure that you want to do that," J.J. asked?
"Justin, you've had three months to care for him, and to change his dirty diapers. I think that I can handle it," Grace said as J.J. pushed her close to the bed, before handing over what she needed. "Oh, my Lee, daddy and Granny Watt must be feeding you the good stuff. You're such a strong little boy that you're killing mommy with that, stinky mess," Grace laughed as the baby wiggled while she cleaned him up with tender swipes of the baby wipes.


Lee giggled as his mother powdered his backside and covered him with a clean diaper before screeching over having his little pants placed back on. "I'm so sorry baby boy, but you'll learn that there is a time and place to be bare, and this is not it. No it's not, now is it," Grace cooed as she lifted her son from the bed, and took the bottle from J.J.'s hand and offered it to the baby in her arms?
"I always knew that you'd be a wonderful mother to our children," Justin whispered into her ear making her smile.
"I'm glad that you brought him J.J.. I was so worried that he wouldn't like me," Grace admitted


"Like you, Babe, you're his mommy. He loves you, he's never fallen asleep that fast for mom," J.J. said as he gently took the bottle from his son's mouth before his little eyes drifted closed and grace gently lifted him to her shoulder to make him burp. A loud little burp was heard from the baby boy before he snuggled into his mother and fell asleep deeply. He didn't even wake when the nurse brought Grace's lunch and cooed over him softly. "Here you should eat, Babe, I'll hold him, J.J. suggested.
"I'll eat later, Justin, I don't want to let him go just yet," Grace said with a smile upon her face, before her eyes snapped open and she gasped as something came flooding into her mind upon wishing that she could see their son for herself.


"Justin, my cellphone, do you have it," she asked suddenly trying not to wake their baby in her arms?
"It's at home back at the farm," J.J. said as he gave her a curious look.
"We have a farm? That's news to me. I feel like I should remember that, but I can't right now. J.J., when you get home, I need you to look through my phone for a contact called Geek Squad. I'm not sure why I feel this , but I seem to remember something. A voice of a man telling me to remember something called the Geek Squad. I'm not sure why. If you find it, call the number and see where it takes you, and ask them or him or it or whatever , if they know me, and why someone would tell me to remember them," Grace said with pleading eyes.
"Look for geek squad, got it," J.J. said as there was a knock on the door and Grace's massage therapist stepped into the room.


"Mrs. Watt, you haven't eaten your lunch yet, would you like me to come back later," the Therapist asked upon noticing the baby in her patient's arms?
"Give me at least thirty minutes, Marry," Grace said as she handed Lee over to J.J. carefully trying not to wake him.
"Yes, ma'am. Is that your little baby boy? He's adorable, I can see equal amounts of both of you in him," the Therapist said with a smile.
"Yes, I hope that he grows to be just as tall and as handsome as his father is," grace smiled making J.J. blush.
"Oh, well if he does you'd better be ready to beat the girls off of him with a stick," the Therapist laughed as she left the room.


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The time passed faster than they knew and J.J. had decided to give Grace an early Christmas present five days early as he left their son with his grandparents and hopped Humvee for the ride to the Hospital to retrieve Grace and bring her home. He was dressed in a Dark Navy Blue shirt with a leather jacket, jeans and his favorite pair of comfy running shoes, and had brought Grace a pair of black wool lined boots, jeans, and a pink turtle neck along with her Letterman Jacket from their old high school the day before. He was so excited that he again leapt from the Running Humvee, and ran into the building before the attendant could hand him the claim ticket that pertained to the vehicle.


As he ran passed the reception desk he barely paid any notice to a fat woman with gray streaks running through her brown hair asking about a patient named G.G. Had he lingered just a sending more and hadn't ran into the nearest open elevator, he would have heard his wife's maiden name spoken, and all sorts of red flags would have gone off instantly in his mind. He got to Grace's room to find her sitting with her back to the door brushing out her long red hair, and he attempted to sneak into the room failing miserably when she suddenly spun on him wrapping him soundly on the backside with her brush making him yelp in shock. "Really, Justin, I'd think that you'd know better than to sneak up on a blind woman who is armed with a brush," she laughed as he wined and rubbed his posterior.


"Damn, you're fast. How did you know that I was there," Justin asked as he knelt and placed a kiss upon her upturned lips?
"Oh, let's see, you smell like a cross between Ocean Breeze body wash, and Old Spice after shave every time that you haven't come from the Gym or a Practice with the team. Why don't you tell me," she smirked as he stepped behind her and braided her hair for her. "You didn't bring Lee, with you. Is he with your Mom," Grace asked?
"Yes, I wanted to give you an early Christmas present before we went home, and I didn't think that Lee would enjoy the long car ride to where we're going," J.J. said as he fastened off her braid with the ponytail holder that she had handed him over her shoulder.


"Is that a fact, Mr. Watt? Where exactly are we going that our son may not come with us? Is there naughtiness planned for this trip that may or may not end up earning him a new sibling in future," Grace asked smiling widely as J.J. pushed her out of the room after grabbing her bag?
"There might be, Mrs. Watt, but I' not saying a word, until we get to where we're going in," J.J. said stubbornly as they rode down in the elevator.
"Well then regardless, I like surprises, so I'll behave myself and won't bother you about it, until our want me to," Grace chuckled as J.J. brought the chair to a stop and locked her brakes before taking note that the parking attendant had changed and he had not gotten a claim ticket making him curse under his breath.


"What's wrong," Grace asked as she heard him searching his pockets?
"I was so excited to get you, that I forgot to grab my valet claim ticket just like I did the day that you woke up. Will you be alright here while I help the valet find our ride," Justin asked with concern?
"Of course, I will, it's not that far to the garage that the valet parking attendant uses, and I know that you don't intend on leaving me here any longer than you have to, so go ahead. I'll be sitting right here where you left me," Grace smiled as she pulled her husband down for a light kiss before allowing him to leave.


Grace listened to J.J. as he helped the attendant find the keys to his vehicle and the two men left to the garage to find the transportation that went to the keys. As she sat there quietly she could hear the sounds of the hospital around her. People checking in, and walking to and fro, announcements over the loud speaker, paging one doctor or another, and the clicking of many pairs of shoes, sneakers, and high heels upon the floor. Suddenly there was a high pitched crooning voice that gave her the chills as a woman screamed across the large lobby and came running over to Grace and through the large fat arms around her. "Gracey my baby girl, I've been looking all over for you. I'm so glad that you're alright," crooned the woman as she almost smothered Grace with her fat and the smell of her perfume that it seemed she had bathed in.


"Excuse me, but I don't think that I know you, Ma'am. How are you," Grace asked puzzled that the woman called her Gracey?
"Oh, baby girl, I'm your mama. Don't you remember your dear old mama," asked Stella Ann Teller-Randolph as she stepped behind Grace's chair and tried to push her forward only for Grace to slam the breaks on and grip the tires hard with fear screaming in her mind. "Now Gracey I'm taking you home, Stella said in a soothing voice as she tried to reached for the breaks only to be slapped in the hands by Grace, who started to scream upon hearing footsteps moving closer to her location.


"No, I DON'T KNOW YOU, LEAVE ME A ONE! Help ME, SHE'S TRYING TO KIDNAP ME, HELP, HELP," Grace screamed before she flung herself out of her chair and started to drag herself away towards the sounds of feet that were now running in her direction. Stella let go of the wheel chair and moved to grab her daughter and pull her back into the chair just as the sliding doors opened and she was tackled by an enraged man who she knew that she was not getting away from simply by the grip that he had upon her as he roughly rolled her over and held her hands behind her back, while two security guards snapped handcuffs to her wrists and the receptionist quickly moved to Grace's side and held her while she sobbed.


"I've got her from here, Miss, thank you. Can you please get her wheel chair for me, " J.J. asked as he lifted a terrified Grace into his arms and stood there holding her with his blue eyes looking like solid ice with his rage? "I had a feeling that you were following me, here, you vindictive old bat. Call the police and have her charged with an additional charge of assault, and attempted kidnapping. There's already a few other more serious charges on her, they've been looking for her for a little over a year, now," J.J. said as the Valet grabbed the wheel chair and followed him to the parked Humvee placing it into the back seat upon J.J.'s request.


"J.J. who was that woman? She claimed to be my mother, but I don't have a mother anymore, do I," Grace asked as her husband buckled her into the seat and tenderly wiped her tears away?
"No Babe you haven't had a mother since we were married via Proxy years ago. Your mother is dead, and has been for a long time," Justin soothed.
"But, J.J.," Grace said shaking.
"No but's, Babe. That poor woman is just very confused and in need of mental help because her daughter died last year in a riding accident that she caused. Don't worry about her. Here, listen to some music while I get something that I forgot. I'll be back, and nobody can get into the Humvee accept for me," J.J. said as he turned the radio on, and Supermassive Black Hole began to play over the speakers.


Grace leaned back into the seat as the music played and the images of a red headed man wearing camouflage sitting in the drier's eat of a large army green Humvee smiling at her appeared in her mind. The memory flashed again as she breathed deeply taking in the scent of the truck's air freshener, and she saw herself in the driver's seat as the man taught her to drive the massive truck. It flashed again showing the red headed man in the passenger side seat smiling at her and praising her for how well she handled the large military vehicle, and tears filled her eyes as she leaned forward and ran her fingers along the dash and up the windshield until she found the rearview mirror and the photo of the man and his dog tags and the memorial dog tag that held a bit of his ashes.


When J.J. returned to the Humvee she had the center console up and leaned over laying her head in his lap as she cried and felt his dog tags, her father's dog tags, in her hand. "Babe, are you alright," Justin asked as he ran a hand gently up and down her arm as she cried softly?
"Daddy, this was my daddy's Humvee. He taught me to drive it and gave it to me when he died. Good lord, Justin, I can almost smell him in this truck. His favorite music is always on a disk in the cd player. My Daddy , I'd almost like he's here with me. Before we go wherever you want to take me will you take me to where his grave is , please. I want to feel it, so that I am sure that I'm not imagining things," Grace asked in a soft voice?


"Anything that you like, Babe," Justin said as he threw the Humvee into gear and pulled out onto the road caressing his wife's arm and head as she tried to relax. When they arrived at the wall at the Veteran's Memorial Cemetery Justin carried Grace to where her father's ashes had been placed into a wall along with other soldiers, and stood there holding her while she ran her fingers over the words. 'Here lies the last remains of Colonel Leeroy Angus Teller, of the U.S. Army. He will live on forever in the hearts and minds of his three children Grace Gwenivear Watt, Walter Charles, Teller, and David Michael Teller, who are his pride and joy, his reason for continuing the fight until his dying breath. R.I.P," the plaque on the stone read.


"I've had enough , J.J. All I see in my mind is the sadness that surrounds this place. Let's go," Grace said as J.J. moved away with her in his arms as it started to rain lightly. Grace fell asleep soon after J.J. moved the Humvee back out onto the open road and didn't notice it when He had carried her into the Army Base at Groom Lake, with a determined expression on his face. She didn't wake up until after what J.J. and the army surgeon's hoped had been a successful operation, and blinked in confusion at the dim light that entered her eyes thinking that she was dreaming, only to clench them shut tightly as a light was shone into them making her wince in pain slightly.


The bed or chair that she was laying in was sat up, and she felt a pair of warm familiar hands upon her face, and could smell J.J.'s aftershave and body wash, that was all him. "Grace, Open your eyes, please. They won't shine those lights into your eyes again, until you get your Barings," he said in a soft voice.
"Justin, what's going on," Grace, asked with a note of fear in her voice, as she trembled slightly in his hands?
"It's a surprise, babe, let's just say that your dad gave you one last Christmas gift to remember, and that I found the Geek Squad for you," Justin said smiling as Grace slowly opened her eyes blinking as her vision cleared and her husband's smiling face came into view.


"Have I ever told you that I love the color of your eyes," she asked as the Surgeon's slowly brought up the lighting in the room?
"Not for a long time, babe. Let me hear it again," J.J. smiled before he stepped back to allow the surgeon to check her eyes.
"Well Grace, I'm glad that you managed to slightly remember us, and our promise to help you. Please follow the light with your eyes," the Surgeon said in a calm voice.
"How, did you do this? The doctors said that I'd never see again since my retina's detached," Grace asked in clear confusion?


"We're scientists, dear, we've been working on this project for years since you were a little girl only knee high. Your vision was fixed by a special operation where we replaced the retina's of your eyes with a special micro technology that acts like a retina, You should now have perfect vision and should not have to use your glasses, or the special adaptations that we made to your truck all of those years ago, any more. Take a look at the chart and read until you can't anymore please," the surgeon said with a smile. Grace did as she was asked and hugged them warmly before Justin carried her out into the afternoon sun to where he had parked the Humvee and Grace laughed as she caught sight of the obstacle course where she had driven her truck and a Horse trailer for the first time..


"Justin, I drove a red and black truck and a horse trailer for the first time with nobody in the seat telling me what to dodge, or when to turn. I earned my driving license here. Do I actually have horses, because I can't picture me riding at all, They scare the shit out of me for some reason," Grace admitted as J.J. placed her into the passenger side?
"Yes, you have quite a few horses, babe. Until the accident that caused all of this, you used to be one hell of a rider, too. Don't worry though Babe, Nobody is going to force you to get onto a horse if you don't want to. We can sell the farm and the horses later on, if you decided that you want to, but I think that you should give it some time before you make up your mind. Come on, what do you think about an early dinner and a show in Vegas," j.J. asked as the got into the driver's seat and started the Humvee.


"I've never been to Vegas, I don't think. That sounds fun, can we see an Elvis show with one of those cheesy impersonators," Grace asked making Justin laugh?
"Yeah and maybe we can stay the night and have a little fun in the most lavish hotel room that I can find for you," Justin smirked making Grace slap his shoulder .
"Oh, you men, all you think about is sex," she laughed.
"Yes, that's me, I'm just your little sex fiend Husband who will never get enough of you. I'll try to be gentle with you later, but I can't promise anything since it's been just as long for me as it has for you," Justin said as he drove into the strip of lights and pointed out various places there they could get dinner, a show, and a nice room with a hot tub and a large bed.


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Later that night after they retired to their room, Grace re-discovered her husband's various talents for making her blood boil, and her body react. It didn't take J.J. long at all to have his wife begging for his manhood to be barred deep within her. He started out slowly in the large sunken Jacuzzi tub in the bathroom of the pent house suite kissing, and nibbling at every inch of her skin, as his hands worked their magic at her other breast and between her legs. His smile grew even larger when he pulled her onto his lap in the hot swirling water, and held her firmly as he moved her hips as she wished since she was still not able to do so on her own, making them both moan loudly. At one point he almost would have allowed her to fall beneath the water, had she not been holding on to his shoulders as he screamed out when an earth shaking orgasm ripped through both of them at once.


As he carried Grace's dripping wet body from the bathroom he noticed her giving the shower a strange look. "What's on your mind," he asked as he laid her into the center of the bed and started to lick and kiss every water droplet from her body?
"I'm not sure why, but there's just something about showers that Is right on the edge of my mind. I'm not sure if I Liked showers, or if I hated them, but I do know that you make bath's very enjoyable," Grace smiled as she arched her back slightly as he teased her by kissing each drop of water from her breasts taking his time.
"Oh, babe, trust me, you've always loved showers when I am involved. I promise that I'll show you how much you love Showers, in the morning. For now, I want to taste every inch of you," he said as he punctuated each word with another kiss upon her flesh making her skin tingle at his attention.


The next morning Grace enjoyed being held against the shower wall , and gasped and moaned loudly as J.J. thrust into her with his strong hands holding her in just the right position. She closed her eyes as the heat built up within her for what had to be the fiftieth time since the night before, and as the orgasm ripped through her she screamed out at the memory that flooded her mind urging her husband to new highs as he moved through her multiple orgasms with no sign of tiring, or wanting to stop "Oh, God, Justin, what is it about you and showers," Grace moaned as he hit her G spot over and over again, making her scream?


"You actually remember, that," J.J. grunted as he continued to thrust into his wife.
"Let's just say that you have a way of bringing it back clearly. Oh, Justin, do that again, please," Grace begged as he moved a certain way that sent chills up her spine.
"Say it first, Babe," he smiled as he slowed to an agenizing pace that made Grace tremble in his grasp.
"Say what," she gasped?
"You know what I want to hear, Grace. Say it like you did last night," J.J. growled as he slid almost completely out of her.
"Justin, take me to the stars, I want to see stars," Grace whispered as she felt him exit her body completely , before he slammed back into her bringing blinding boiling heat that brought stars to her eyes and blacked her vision with every hard stroke of his rock hard member within her until they both slid to the shower floor both feeling like they were made of jelly and nothing more.


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When they returned Home J.J. entered his mother's home and collected their son, from her, while Grace looked around not recognizing anything ag all. She turned and cooed at their son, as J.J. buckled him into the car seat in the back running a tender hand over his sleeping face with a smile of contentment. "Justin, he's so beautiful. I tried to imagine who he looked, but my imagination did not do him justice," Grace said as J.J. slid into the driver's seat and didn't bother to buckle himself in earning a disapproving look from his wife.
"What are you giving me that look for, Grace," he said knowingly?
"Justin James Watt, you know better than to not buckle yourself in. Buckle your seatbelt or you're not going anywhere. I'll take the keys out of the ignition switch before I allow it," Grace growled as she tried to reach for the keys only for her husband to slap her hand away and smirk at her before he drove twenty-five feet and turned into the large driveway of Eternity farms.


"Why do I need my seatbelt when We're already home and the two most precious people in my life are finally safely home where they belong," he smiled as he leapt from the Humvee and ripped Grace's wheel chair out of the back and then ripped open the passenger side door and held Grace in his arms while she looked curiously around at her new surroundings.
"We live here," Grace asked in clear shock as she looked around in amazement?
"Yup, we also own the house across the street next door to Mom and Dad's but it/s not through being remodeled," J.J. said as he lowered her into her chair and reached into the back seat to take their son's carrier out.


He handed the baby carrier over to Grace and wheeled her into the front door of the house making sure to not jostle their son, too much. Grace looked around as Justin pushed her through the house and down the hallway into the nursery to put their son down in his crib. Grace watched as J.J. tucked Little Lee in, and sighed, as she rolled herself out into the hall and around the house looking at everything. When J.J. rejoined her she had rolled into the kitchen and was sitting beside the window reading through a cook book with a frown on her face. "Justin, I don't know if I can do this. There's so much that I've forgotten, so much that I can't do anymore, that I'm guessing from all of those pictures on the walls that I used to do very well. I can't even tuck in our baby boy, or reach him if he needs me. I-I," Grace stammered as the cook book slid from her lap and she covered her face and started to sob.


"Grace, stop this. You'll make yourself sick getting all worked up over such a little thing. Don't you remember what the Doctors said? It will only be a matter of months before you regain strength in your legs and can walk again. You're not alone, here. I'll be here, helping you every step of the way," J.J. soothed as he knelt in front of her and made her look into his eyes.
"Justin, you can't be with me all of the time. What about your team,? I won't stop you from doing what you love to do, just because I can't remember what I used to love to do or much else for that matter," Grace said glaring at the cook book.


"Grace, I've been playing nothing but home games ever since the accident. The team knows that my family comes first. That means that they understand that you and our son are more important to me that any game. Sure I love playing football, but, I can't do it forever. You're needs come first. I've got an idea, why don't you pick anything that looks appetizing to you from this cook book, and we can cook it together," J.J. suggested as he handed her back the cook book with a smile.
"I guess that we can do that," Grace said as she flipped through the book.


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For the next few days, J.J. helped Grace with things that she couldn't do on her own, and even attended her therapy sessions and encouraged her with their son in his lap, making little Lee clap as he laughed and chanted," Go mama go, " over and over again making Lee squeal with laughter that made Grace smile. Becky and Bradly were over every day, and handled the business aspect of the farm, while attempting to coax Grace out of the house and out into the sun around the barn. , though meaning well, this only made Grace draw into a state of silence and brooding, while she looked through loads of photo albums and watched video after video of her own performances, until late into the night until she had fallen asleep curled up on the sofa.


She was getting stronger, and had finally been able to take a few tiny steps, but so far had not yet ventured into the barn to so much as look at the horses and the bull. Now two months into her therapy, she was suffering from nightmares that she couldn't make sense of, and simply slid out of bed and wheeled herself back into the living room where, J.J. would find her sitting in front of the television with a frown and a blank expression in her eyes, that made him worry over her. "Babe, It's late, come back to bed," he whispered as he knelt and placed a tender kiss upon her cheek.
"I can't, the dreams are so confusing, and I don't want to wake you," Grace said shaking her head.


"Tomorrow is game day for you, Justin. I'll be fine, just go back to bed," she said as she hit the replay button on the remote in her hand to set the DVD player on repeat.
"Not without you," J.J. said as he snatched the remote from her and shut off the television, before reaching down and plucking her from the sofa, earning an exasperated look from his wife.
"Justin, what is the point, I can't sleep," she protested as he carried her back into their bedroom and kicked the door shut with his foot?
"The Point, Grace, is that I can't sleep without you in my arms. If you expect for me to be rested, for the game, than you will have to stay in my arms until I get up in the morning," he said as he laid her back in the bed, and pulled the blankets back over her before pulling her into his arms, and attempting to get back to sleep.