RP blog for Original Character Maria Bloomsco. Been around the Tumblr block a few times. 18+ Only please. Please read rules and about! FC: Rachel Weisz
I've made this quick guide for the RP blog @tealeavesandthorns so that you can have a brief introduction to both Maria and my RP Rules and decide if you’d like to investigate further.
I'm not currently actively looking for new ships or writing partners. This may change but at the moment I have limited time and more than enough fabulous people to interact with.
Maria Bloomsco - Tea nerd and Bibliophile
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Maria Bloomsco - Mid 30′s-Mid 40′s - Tea nerd and bibliophile
Caring, loving, fiercely loyal. Once you're Maria's friend you're family and she will go to bat for you. Maria is a passionate lady with a tendency to ramble and babble, especially when she's nervous or excited.
Maria has been over ten years in the making and so far I haven’t found universe she can't be part of! She's incredibly versatile and each universe has a tweaked and tailored version of her
I have RPed as Maria since 2013 (possibly earlier) on tumblr (with me taking a break/deleting for a while and returning now) - previous handles have included - mariathecoffeeshopgirlrp, cxffeeshxpgirl, and possible variations of those.
Below is brief rules and a brief look at mun with important links for you at the bottom of the post.
Dropping below a read more so as not to clutter!
Rules - Expanded Rules
General Rules & Guidelines - If you need any clarification or have any questions just hit me up!
General tumblr RPing rules and etiquette apply.
- Asks are always open
- Hate is never tolerated
Mun and Muse are 30+ and I would prefer to write with muns who are at very least 18+
I am AUDHD
I am UK based, run on GMT Timezone. I work 40+ hours a week have a partner of nearly nearly 20 years and a dog. This means my time here is limited.
I have written Maria since 2013 (probably earlier).
I DO NOT write on discord. I DO NOT RP via IM. I write on tumblr via posts and use the tumblr messaging system for ooc communication.
I don't need to plot necessarily but I do like to feel I have an idea of where we're going. As soon as we have that though we can jump around the time and have fun with threads and asks.
I look at every blog that follows me and make informed decisions about following back.
If you follow me first I will expect you to make the first move. If I follow you first I will make every attempt too. If no contact has been made/reciprocated within two weeks, unfollowing may occur.
I prefer to write paragraphs or multi-paragraph threads - I reserve one-liners and very short interactions for crack/seasonal things. I don’t like writing with anyone in first person (’I walked towards them’), and prefer third person interactions or dialogue.
If I reject an interaction, please try not to take it personally. I do due diligence before interacting with people and generally rejections are because I cannot see how our characters will interact, I don’t think our writing styles are compatible, or something else has put me off. Not everyone can like everything, not everyone will mesh well and that’s okay.
Please ask me before adding Maria to plots/interactions involving other characters.
I can't believe I'm having to add this to my rules BUT, going forward I am absolutely being more selective about where, who and what my writing time goes on.
I understand that life gets in the way of writing, I really do. I understand it gets in the way of being here. However, I am pretty tired of people who's repeated pattern is to reappear for five minutes and expect all the time and attention only to disappear again five minutes later. I am not going to be as invested in a ship, thread or character interaction when the threat of disappearance after plotting or starting something is looming.
For Quick Reference: Headcanons | Open Memes
A Bit About Mun:
Mun has been writing for 15+ Years and first rp'd on Tumblr in 2009/2010
Mun has Autism and potentially ADHD (a post about how this affects rping is here)
Horatio reached out to gingerly touch her shoulder, silently telling her that it would be okay. Though he knew it wouldn’t do much to reassure her at the moment, but he didn’t fault her for that. Of course he didn’t. She had every right to feel the way she did. Being bedridden, being unable to do the things you enjoyed, it was frustrating. Miserable, even, and yes, at least it wasn’t broken, but her ribs were and that’s what would keep her off of her feet the longest. Or at least keep her from doing anything too strenuous or exciting. God, he wished he could just… somehow take her injuries onto himself. But he’d be right by her side to help make her recovery as quick and as smooth as possible.
“Thank you, Nurse.” Horatio smiled, watching as she headed out of the room, prompting Horatio to return to the seat next to Maria’s bed. "I think that's the plan. She did mention something about a discharge." Which he hoped would be soon because he could tell Maria was ready to get out of here, ready to go home, and he was ready to take her home. They wouldn't be able to return to his house for a few days, but at least they had her old home to stay at until then. He made a mental note to text Eric about the status of his house, but he'd wait until a little later in the morning.
He'd been about to mention the cracked window in the patrol car when she gestured to her ankle, unsure as to why it hurt, but then she was asking about picking up breakfast on the way home, mentioning how she was starting to feel hangry and before he could tell her yes to that she was then asking how he slept and he chuckled, waiting until she stopped to breathe after all of those question. "Why don't I start at the top?" He teased, reaching out to gently touch her knee. "I think, um, I think you were trying to kick the back window to try and escape when the car went under. When I got down there, I saw that it was cracked. That would certainly explain the hurt ankle." And proof of how hard she fought. Having cracked the strong window... very nearly escaping if she had just a few more seconds of air left. His heart clenched at the thought and he swallowed down the knot in his throat.
"As for breakfast, we..." he leaned in to kiss her softly on the lips. "can stop anywhere you'd like. Even when you're hangry, you're beautiful." He teased with a chuckle, stealing one more kiss before he sat back down, then reached down for the duffle bag on the floor to start pulling out their day clothes to change into. "I slept fine." He answered, setting their clothes on the empty chair next to him. It wasn't a lie. Because he did sleep for maybe about an hour and it was fine. He felt fine. He just... he couldn't quite bring himself to sleep after what had happened. He just wanted to make sure she did okay through the night. But he didn't want to worry her. Although, she'd see right through him. She'd know.
But before anything else could be said, the door opened and in came the nurse and the doctor.
"Good morning, Mrs. Caine. I hear so far everything is checking out. Slight fever, but nothing too concerning." She smiled, stepping aside and letting the nurse set up the ultrasound. "How are you feeling?"
"Sorry-" Maria apologised to him when he chuckled and said he'd start at the top of answering her questions. "I wasn't completely useless then." Maria said because she remembered the shouting, she remembered the car going over the pier but then it all got a little fuzzy. There was this image of Adam just sat there in her head, of the water coming in but trying to remember more than that was like trying to fight against the tide and it hurt her head.
She softened, heart melting in her chest when he told her she was beautiful. She didn't feel it, not at all right now. She felt a bedraggled mess, as though she'd been pulled from the bottom of the ocean. She knew she'd been through a lot, but it didn't really help. For Maria, so often, knowledge was her armor, but when it couldn't be, there was also her clothes, her make-up. She didn't often wear a lot; she wasn't necessarily up to date on all the latest fashions but she dressed so she felt good. She did her hair and make-up so it made her feel good. So she felt she looked good, looked presentable. Even when she was in the house and not at work, it was rare that she was incredibly slobby.
She still looked.... put together.
"I don't think you did-" Maria started but stopped as the nurse and the doctor came back in. "Fever? Could that be because of everything that happened or the baby or..."
Maria stopped and looked over at Horatio, she took a breath, she was asking too many questions at once again.
"I'm aching, tired, cranky." Maria admitted, but she smiled at the nurse still. "Asking too many questions, far too fast, is a symptom of that. "My head is killing, I know from last time a lot of this is just... well it just takes time." Maria swallowed, she shifted on the bed, pushed the blanket down and started to try to roll up her gown so they could get to her belly.
"Don't think about it, then." Horatio laughed, kissing her cheek. "It's not like we'll be doing anything like that after we eat. Unless you want to make an obstacle course out of all these cars here." He joked, knowing damn well he didn't want to go anywhere right now. No. He wanted to sit right here with his amazing girlfriend for the entirety of the movie eating their food together and, best of all, holding her. Enjoying a movie they both loved, a movie that was a big part of their relationship. And he couldn't wait for the scene to happen. "I'll let you know if it's any fun when I do it." He chuckled, but admittedly, he wondered just how intense it was going to be. Especially the driving course. He's seen the way some officers speed down the street when chasing someone and it always amazed Horatio how easy they made it look, rarely every crashing. The test was still a long time away, but he wanted to be prepared for it. In every way possible.
"Maybe, but I like carrying you." He admitted simply with a smile and he meant it. He liked carrying her, whether it was on his back or in his arms, whether they were walking or swimming. One of the best feelings in the world was having her in his arms. He'd even carried her all the way home one time when she hurt her ankle during P.E. class and that was even before they were together. Now? Now he carried her a lot more, whether she was injured or not. It was just... something he enjoyed doing. He hadn't been able to do it much lately because like Maria said, he'd been recovering and he missed it. He missed being able to do the things he loved but he was slowly getting back into it all. He was even back to playing Basketball, but taking things slow and easy which irritated him a little because they were in the playoffs now. He needed to be at his best for these games, especially.
He felt himself relax at her words of reassurance and he squeezed her hand, nodding. She always knew how to make him feel better, how to calm the distressing thoughts in his mind. God, he loved her, and it showed in the way he kissed her hand. His eyes lit up when she mentioned coming to practice with him or when he started working out again but when she mentioned there only being so many times she could, he laughed. "You're cute when you talk basketball to me." He teased, licking his lips. "Honestly, it's a little sexy, too." Even if she didn't quite understand, but that was okay. He loved that she tried at all, that she cared enough to try. "What if I'm shirtless? Will that help?" He teased, reaching for his Dr. Pepper and taking a drink before setting it aside.
His eyes locked onto the screen before them, watching the movie for the next several minutes and eventually breaking the silence with a soft whisper. "Our scene is coming up."
"I absolutely would not like to do anything strenuous after all this." Maria laughed as she finished off her fries and put the empty container to the side so she could snuggle closer to him.
"Why?" Maria asked him because she didn't need to ask him really, she knew that when he said he liked carrying her, that he did actually enjoy it. She was just curious about why, though. Was it something instinctual, like the way she liked cuddling up to him, the way it made her feel at home? Or was it something else, something more... macho.
"I am trying to learn what all these things mean. I'm beginning to think me and sports just don't mix at all." Maria wrinkled her nose but she gave him a smile when he said he thought it was sexy. "I'm really trying with basketball, just don't make me learn all the others.... football and soccer and baseball and.... whatever else there is." She laughed then reaching for her own drink, sipping the strawberry lemonade and laughing again when he said he'd do it shirtless.
"It would, but I'm not sure it would for the whole time." Maria's answer was honest because she knew he was only teasing but she knew he knew her. And whilst him shirtless could certainly hold her attention if there were too many other people around, she would have to distract herself, more than likely with a book.
Maria popped her soda back down, snuggling into him and snuggling harder when he said their scene was coming up. She watched, thoroughly enraptured as Indy and Marion were in the cabin on the boat, laughing softly as Marion accidentally hit Indy in the face with the mirror.
"I don't need any help."
"You never do."
Maria mouthed the words as Indy and Marion said them on screen. Her hold on Horatio just that little bit tighter.
Holy shit, she was driving him crazy. In the most amazing of ways, though. The way she leaned over so she could whisper in his ear, her breasts pressed against his chest, and her cunt moving on him, it made him choke on his breaths, on his moans, and his hips would twitch and thrust just slightly on their own - reactive to everything she was doing and saying. His cock throbbed something fierce inside of her and his heart thundered inside of his chest. He was sure she could probably feel it - both his heart and the throbbing of his cock. He was close, but he wasn’t ready to come yet. He wanted to make sure she fell first, or at least with him, and he also wanted this to last for a while. He wasn’t ready for it to end yet.
She started talking about the pill and he swallowed, waiting for her to finish what she was going to say, but then she was sitting up and rolling her hips and— “fuck.” He grunted sharply, his grip on her hips tightening to steady himself and to refrain from fucking up into her without warning. But then she mentioned letting him come inside of her when it had been long enough for the pill to work and his cock throbbed with excitement. The thought of filling her with his cum had him nearly falling for the edge once again and he wasn't so sure he'd be able to hold himself back next time. But god, the thought of coming inside of her? He wanted it. He wanted it so fucking bad and he couldn't wait for that day... though he hoped the pill would be 100% because even though they were certain in wanting a future together, wanting a family, they weren't anywhere near ready for that right now.
And holy shit, was she being sexy as hell right now. With the dirty talk and how she was teasing him with the slow rolls of her hips. He groaned when she pulled on his bottom lip with her teeth and he wasted no time in pushing his tongue into her mouth when she moaned his name, eliciting a moan from him in return. "You and me..." He echoed in a moan. "It's you and me forever." He added, sliding both his hands up her body when she sat back up and over her breasts. His left hand stopped on her breast while his right hand moved to her face, his eyes falling to where they were joined to watch her lift herself up before sinking back down. His cock filled her so smoothly every time, thanks to how wet and stretched open she was now and when she did it again, when she lifted herself up, Horatio grinned and grabbed hold of her hips.
He held her there for a moment then suddenly pulled her back down while at the same time thrusting hard up into her, watching the way her body surged upwards and then he did it again. And again, and again, fucking into her deep and hard. After repeating it a couple of times he settled, but his hands didn't. They were all over her. They couldn’t get enough of her. "Ride me, sweetheart." He growled, rocking his hips again, encouraging her to move. His hands eventually settled on her breasts and his fingers teased her nipples, rubbing them lightly at first and then pinching and squeezing them.
Had she not been so blissed out, had she not been having to consciously think about the way her hips were moving, about what she was saying, about how she was moving. Had she not been so overcome with pleasure she'd have registered those words. She'd have registered them and found them so romantic. Her heart would have stopped, melted and she'd have kissed him just because of them.
As it was, she heard the words, she heard them but she couldn't really process them in that way. In the way she would have done because she was so overcome with everything. The feel of him, the feel of his touch, of his skin against hers. The heat of him beneath her, the taste of him still on her lips.
When he pulled her down onto him, thrusting up at the same time, Maria's breath was stolen from her. Like he'd manage to push the very air up out of her lungs with his thrust.
"Fuck- Horatio." Maria moaned loudly. He was instructing her to ride him and how was she supposed to comply when it felt this good? How was she supposed to make sense of what he was asking? And yet, how was she supposed to deny him? She couldn't. Not at all.
Maria arched into his hands as her hips started to move, grinding against him, riding him. She couldn't reach him though, not with his hands on her and the position, not if she wanted to keep up this rhythm. One hand came up to cover his over her breast and the other went into her own hair as she moved on top of him. Her breath, her panting was picking up more and more speed the closer she got to orgasm.
She knew it was going to be a big one, bigger than before. She could already tell by the way it was building. The way her hips were desperate to chase the friction the minute it was absent. The way she wanted to keep him buried inside her as she rocked against him.
"There- right there- Horatio, oh my god, there." Maria panted out the words, her hips were starting to move more frantic, she was finding it hard to keep the steady rhythm. Her thighs squeezed around him and then she was crying out his name. Coming hard around him, her walls fluttering and clenching.
Horatio couldn’t find it in himself to let her go just yet. He was in a state of euphoric bliss sitting here with her, holding her in his arms, against his body, still pressed tightly together. His cock still throbbed against her sodden cunt, still twitched as the pleasure echoed through him, even more so because of her being completely bare and soaked - especially with this having been her second orgasm. But god, it felt even better than the last few times they’ve done this because of how they were wearing far less clothing right now - only his underwear kept them from really feeling one another and that was probably for the best or else the overwhelming urge and need to be inside of her could have become unbearable. He still wasn’t quite sure when, or if, he’d be ready to have her in that way, to claim her in a way no one else ever has. He wanted to. God, he wanted to. He wanted to make love to her, but…
He sighed and held her closer, held her tighter, pushing those thoughts aside and choosing to just focus on how amazing all of this felt in this moment. Just holding her in his arms after falling apart together. How amazing it felt just being with her. Not just during these moments, but in general.
Then she laughed and Horatio arched a brow, but didn't make a move to pull his face away from her neck. "What?" He asked with soft laughter of his own, wondering what had her laughing, a sound he’s grown to love so much. He let out another hum of contentment and nuzzled further into her neck when her fingers returned to his hair. God, that always felt so good. It never failed to relax him and there were even a couple of times where she lulled him to sleep doing that. If they weren't careful, he might fall asleep right here, right now, just like this. He could even feel himself starting to doze off and he started kissing at her neck again to keep himself away and eventually, he pulled his head away, instantly missing the warmth of her skin and her scent filling his nose.
"You're going to have me falling asleep if you keep doing that." He chuckled, though he made no move to stop her fingers in his hair. "And I'd much rather fall asleep in your bed," he said in a low hum as he leaned in to kiss her. Softly, sweetly. "and then mine... tomorrow night.." He reminded her, because he still fully intended on taking her to his home for the weekend, starting tomorrow - Friday. He leaned forward, his body pressing against hers, but only so he could reach behind her and grab a few tissues from his desk. Then he started to gently clean her while giving her a series of featherlight pecks against her lips. "Let me know when you're ready to go."
"I just, I can't believe we did that." Maria said keeping him close to her and humming when he started kissing at her neck again. Then he was pulling away and it felt like too soon but Horatio was right. He probably would end up falling asleep if they stayed here like this.
Maria would also end up getting cold and he was also right about sleeping in her bed. She didn't think it would be a very good idea to sleep in here.
"Are you sure you want me to come to yours?" Maria asked, though she already knew the answer. She knew he'd say yes, she knew he'd say he was absolutely certain. "I can't wait to see it you know, I already packed by bag and I even put something in there in case we wanted to go on the beach.
Maria moved off him slowly and looked around for her panties, before she turned back to him. Chewing on her lip as she tried to find them.
"Do you know where my pants went?" Maria asked him. "Otherwise I'm going to be walking around.... well...."
Gareth cocked his head back, closing his eyes. Inviting his mates to join them in Brighton – or anywhere else they were going to the fair – was one thing. It would be a nice idea, perhaps, and it didn’t particularly mean they had to be together the entire time, so he had Maria to himself mostly.
But inviting them to stay at her place? It was something entirely different. Did he really want them to disturb that peace? It was his safe haven, his second home - or, pretty much his one home. He rather returned to Maria's arms and her grandparents (and parents) than to his own parents. He pretty much only went there to deposit his newly bought books.
"Christ..." Gareth muttered, opening his eyes again to look at Maria. "Can you imagine? It's like...inviting a bunch of savages into your home. They will eat everything in the fridge." Not leave a mess, he figured, but still it would take some time for everyone to recover.
"No, I don't think I'll tell them about this offer." He gently brushed his nose against Maria's. "I want you all to myself..." He wanted to be selfish.
Maria watched him process what she'd just said and now she was thinking about it she wasn't sure she'd actually want them all there. As much as she trusted Gareth's friends, the thought of them getting into the library made a shiver run up her spine.
She was about to tell him that she didn't think her grandad or her dad actually would mind the empty fridge, or the mess but then he was brushing his nose against hers and telling her that he wasn't going to tell them about the offer. Maria beamed at him, there was something prideful in the way it made her feel that he wanted her all to himself.
"I'm actually rather glad, because I want you all to myself too. I want to be able to relax with you in the library with no interruptions... or heave forfend, pranks."
When Maria started to move, so did Horatio. He pulled back a little to give her room, but kept close in case she needed assistance and when she winced in pain, his hands gently touched her arms. "Easy, sweetheart. Take your time, it's alright." He encouraged before moving off of the bed so she had the space to sit up or change positions if she needed to, but he was still right next to her. He hated having to wake her up when she seemed to be sleeping so peacefully, but the nurse or noises would've likely woken her up anyway and he didn't want her to be startled awake.
The nurse touched a few buttons on the IV fluid machine, wrote down some more notes, and then shut it off before grabbing the wires from the other machine. She waited for Maria to be sat up and ready before moving around the bed and placing the O2 reader on her finger and then wrapping the blood pressure cuff around her left arm. Then she very gently scanned her forehead with the thermometer and waited for all the readings.
At the mention of her nightmares, Horatio frowned. That explained the couple of times her body twitched or flinched. He'd been unsure if it was pain or her dreams, or perhaps a little of both. He hated that she had nightmares to deal with now and it made his hatred for Adam deepen and strengthen. He took in a deep breath and pushed any and all thoughts of him aside. He didn't deserve any space in his mind right now. He'd deal with him later, but for now, he kept his full attention and focus on Maria, standing near and ready to help if he was needed.
Then she mentioned her ankle and he looked down. It looked swollen and angry. His mind flashed to the state of the back passenger side mirror, remembering the cracks. He swallowed down the knot in his throat and stepped to the side to allow the nurse room to work.
"Okay, normal oxygen level and blood pressure. Heartrate is just a touch high, but pain can be the cause of that. Your temperature is a little high, too, but that could be due to the inflammation, and pain, as well." She kneeled to the ground to get a closer look at her ankle. She touched it carefully, hating to cause her any pain but she needed to assess it. "It's certainly swollen and bruised. I do remember the doctor mentioning something about it in her notes. You'll likely need to keep off of it while it heals, and ice it, too." Then she stood. "I'll relay all of this to the doctor and see if she'd like to come talk with you before discharge. I'm also going to grab the ultrasound so we can make sure the baby's still doing okay, too. Alright?"
Yesterday was slowly starting to hit her, to sink in as she came back to the present. Once again, she was in pain; once again, she was going to need recovery time. Once again, Adam had nearly killed her and her baby.
She was happy, of course, she was happy. God, she was so happy she was pregnant. That she was going to give Horatio the family he deserved, that he wanted. Not that he didn't already have a version of that with her and Maddie but now, now he'd get to be there for first words, first steps, first kicks. Everything. She was so happy about the baby but right now she was in pain and the severity of yesterday was starting to sink in.
Maria was still as the nurse moved around her. Making sure she could do all the readings she needed to. Flinching when the nurse touched her foot.
"Oh great, another thing I can't do." Maria said more to herself than to anyone else. Everything was hurting: head, back, ribs, foot. Every time she moved it made her feel useless. How the hell was she supposed to get around the house? Oh god, the house, the house was probably a mess. They'd need a glassier and to get the blood cleaned up. They'd need to replace the locks.
Maria nodded at the nurse when she mentioned another ultrasound. She knew it was better to be safe than sorry but she was tired. Tired and in pain and cranky and this wasn't supposed to be how it was this time. It was making her emotional.
"I can get dressed after that right? Go home?" Maria asked but the nurse was already out the door. She turned to Horatio. "I know what happened to my head, to my ribs, I have no idea what happened to my ankle though. Can we pick up breakfast on the way home? That toast did not cut it last night. I'm starving and I think it's making me hangry." Maria said with a little pout to her lips, she really was feeling sorry for herself.
"And you, sweetheart," Horatio hummed and nuzzled against her hair. "are already amazing." He smiled. And he meant it. Just like there weren't enough words to describe how happy he felt, there were not enough words to describe how amazing of a woman, and mother, she was. And he was lucky, so very lucky, and honored, to have this with her. A part of him was nervous, but he felt confident, too, thanks to Maria. She made him feel confident. Her and Maddie since he seemed to be doing well with, and by, her.
When she yawned not once, but twice, Horatio chuckled and pressed against kiss to her head. "We've bought some things already and we'll make sure to buy plenty more. As soon as you're feeling better, we can visit that store again in the mall, and others, but for now, sweetheart, just rest." They could discuss more about their future shopping adventures another time. He could hear the exhaustion in her voice. Not just the yawns, but how her words kept trailing off. He continued to caress her stomach in hopes to help her relax and keep her relaxed, enough so she'd fall asleep and stay asleep, though he worried about the pain medication wearing off, but he hoped it'd at least last all night.
For most of the night, Horatio remained awake. There were a couple of moments where he drifted off for several minutes, an hour or two at the most, but then he'd wake up and instantly check on her - make sure that she was still doing okay. Make sure that she was still breathing and that her heart was beating strong. His hold on her would loosen if she had to adjust in the bed, wanting to make sure she was as comfortable as possible and then when she settled, his arms would return around her, still careful and mindful of her injuries. Throughout the entire night, his hand remained on her stomach. He couldn't bring himself to not have his hand on her belly and he knew, he knew it'd be like this every time they were laying in bed together or all cuddled up on the sofa. Because he wasn't just touching her, but their baby, too. And he just... he wanted their baby to somehow recognize his touch and, eventually, his voice.
When morning came, so did the nurse. She knocked gently on the door before opening it and she smiled at the two of them, her heart melting at the sight of them cuddled on the bed together. Horatio kissed Maria's ear, and then her temple, his thumb stroking her belly. "Sweetheart, the nurse is here." He murmured softly, not wanting to startle her awake, so he was quiet and gentle, as always.
The nurse smiled and grabbed her chart. "Take your time. I know how hard mornings can be." She chuckled, checking her IV fluid bag and notating something on the chart. "How are you feeling? Did you sleep alright?" The nurse asked Maria once she woke up, her eyes briefly flashing to Horatio when she noticed him running her fingers through her hair with such gentleness.
She also slept soundly. Probably because she was so exhausted from the day, from everything that had happened and the pain meds were kicking in. Even when she did have nightmares she barely stirred and they turned quickly into something else.
It was semi-restful. Though her body was asleep, flat out, her mind was running and so it meant when Horatio woke her up, kissing the shell of her ear and reminding her that they were in the hospital she woke-up feeling conflicted. Feeling sore and not like she'd been able to fully relax.
"Hmm-" Maria started to turn and then she winced, starting to try and sit up because the nurse shouldn't really have to see them like this. "I-" Maria started and then stopped again wincing. "I'm aching from my head to my toes, I think I slept alright physically-" Maria admitted. "But it feels like my brain was running all night. I didn't stop dreaming or well, having nightmares."
Maria hissed and winced again as she made to move her feet.
"That's new-" She said looking over at the nurse. "I think it's my ankle."
"Why don't I give you a minute to get sat up and then we can do another check of you. I'll check that ankle too. I can't see it being broken, you'd have felt it a lot sooner if it was!" The nurse smiled at her.
