Remus cursed under his breath, and the lights in the room dimmed. Once the light was more manageable, she was able to focus on the man hovering next to her. His clothes were rumpled, and she swore there were more flecks of grey in his hair than usual. This wasn’t the man who she had left before the accident. Her heart rate started to pick up, where the fuck was she, and how long has she been asleep?