Autumn shot up suddenly in her bed when the alarm blared above her head, warning her of an emergency in the next room. She jumped out of her bed and grabbed her black silk robe from the end of her bed and pulled it on over the panties and camisole she'd worn to bed since they never kept these rooms at a cool enough temperature for her. She knotted the belt loosely, in a hurry to go to him and see what had gone wrong. In her state of just barely being awake she fumbled with the handle for a moment before remembering the pad beside of the door. She scanned her hand and then threw the door open to see him sitting cool as a cucumber in his bed, waiting for her reaction. She ran a hand through her hair, naturally unruly with large wavy curls where she'd just brushed it and let it air dry after her shower, "What's the matter?" she asked in a panic, her voice still husky with sleep and the sudden panic she'd been thrown into.