Safe walls, a big bed, happily yipping puppy and mewing kitten. Dim lights, soft jazz - Home. No more fluorescent lights, uncomfortable beds and horrible blue open-back scrubs and gowns. Alice had had to carry some things over from the hospital, like her multiple vials of strong pain medications and the hazy memory of arriving with blood soaked over her porcelain skin. But she was back now, her friends had all come to visit her day after day - thankfully with the absence of Baby, who she was hoping to keep in the dark on this subject - and slowly learning to return to normal life. Shadows still spooked her, and sleeping alone was a task that would, without a doubt, result in nightmares and tears. Jabba had damaged her far more than he had before, and the effects would - most likely - be permanent to some degree. Thankfully, Alice wasn’t going through this alone. Lilium had departed only an hour or so earlier, and after some quiet time to herself, Addison was due to arrive at any second. Curled up on her couch and wrapped in a thick blanket, Alice still shivered, albeit not from the cold. Resting her head against a pillow, she closed her eyes and waited for a sign of arrival.