"Mmm." Julia stirred again, the beginnings of a dream starting - one she knew she didn't want to have because it started out with the vault and what had happened - and that she tried to wake up from.
What was odd was that she knew she was dreaming, so it wasn't that hard to wake up from it. Her eyes blinked open and focused on Derek as he spoke on the phone, his voice low probably so as not to wake her. She smiled sleepily, enjoying watching him. Derek asked to be connected to someone else at the London house, since Sloan was "not available." He explained the situation to the young man who came to the phone. "Get someone to relay the message and let him decide whether HE thinks it's an emergency or now." He then hung up and looked over at the couch. He got up and moved to sit on the edge of the couch beside her. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to wake you."
