When Hal woke, the sun was finally showing its face over the horizon. His eyes were heavy so it took him a moment to realize where he was. It smelled like moss and dirt. He pulled up his blanket... But it wasn't a blanket, it was an oddly familiar jacket. He jumped to his feet. A sleeping Ash laid beside his resting place. He threw his hands to his head in panic. "Ash?! What- What - What happened? Why are we out here? Did we-?" He began to hyperventilate. Hopefully he used protection. She was definitely worth the bang, but - he didn't remember it whatsoever and didn't need any accidental children. What the fuck?