"Fuck!" Murphy's own curse followed as he curled in towards Connor to hide himself. The rain hadn't been all that cold before, but now that the hail was joining it, he was wondering if it had just been his own heart racing that had made him feel so warm. His arm reached out to cover Connor's head as the hail continued to come down.

"I don't fucking know. I just woke up in Spock's fucking coffin. I don't even know how I got in there!"