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“Am I on? Is it time?” JJ asked automatically, pulling a borrowed blanket from her face. Her feet hit the floor before her eyes were even open.
“Time for what?” asked a voice that wasn’t one of the nurses. “To solve another one of my cases?”
JJ blinked, rubbed her eyes with the heels of her hands, and swallowed hard. Her mouth was sticky, and she wondered when she’d last brushed her teeth. She was still in uniform, she was on the couch in the break room… her eyes finally came unglued. Grant was sitting next to her.
“Hey, sleepyhead,” he said, smiling and brushing her hair back from her face.
JJ smiled back at him, but it was short-lived. “Has there been a change?”
Grant shook his head, but continued to stroke her hair. “Aaron is still groggy, but fine—his parents are with him—and
