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[trigger_man]

The next morning, Jack doesn't wake easily.  Mired in disturbing dreams, he tosses slightly as sleep eases its grip and as the dream fades and reality replaces it, he has a growing realization that he's not alone in the bed.

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[one_man_army]

He laughs without humor.

"It's not too early to grab another bottle, is it?"

(He's joking. Mostly.)

[trigger_man]

Jack's smile isn't the least bit merry. "Maybe not to us, but Bar might have another opinion."

[one_man_army]

Carl shakes his head.

"I think I'll stick to coffee this morning. Don't want to push my luck."

[trigger_man]

Jack nods; that decision is a little encouraging at least.

"Yeah, though the thought of drinking anything right now isn't exactly helping."