[ Delilah had unusually slept for quite a while that night. Generally speaking she'd only sleep for two or three hours, allowing her to get a lot more accomplished in one day than most people would. Unfortunately, that lack of sleep meant that when she crashed, she crashed. Brought back into consciousness moments after Morgan and Alison's abrupt departures, she blinked and sat up, wondering what the time was. A quick check of her watch confirmed that for her, and she brushed back the covers, standing up. The sounds of the apartment - or more accurately, the distinct lack thereof - disturbed her, and she opened the door to her room quickly, looking out into the hallway. She didn't know quite what she expected - Morgan or Alison hurt, signs of a struggle, perhaps something else, although given Delilah's light (albeit lengthy) sleep, that couldn't have happened without her knowing. But she saw nothing. ]
"Morgan? Alison?"
[ Delilah called softly, suddenly wondering if they were still asleep. She knew what had happened to Alison of course, and given Morgan's distraught appearance last night it wouldn't have been too much to consider for her to have slept quite a while. Shrugging at the lack of response she got, she assumed that both were indeed still sleeping, and headed back to her room to grab a few things, before heading into the bathroom. ]
[ Re-emerging a little while later feeling a little more refreshed, she walked out into the hallway as she straightened the hem of the casual black tank top she'd just pulled on over her jeans. It didn't take much to figure out that there was still no noise, and now, she was worried. Frowning, she called out again, while walking along the hallway toward Morgan's room. ]
"Morgan? You awake?"
[ She pushed the door open a crack, then tossed it open the full way as she figured out that Morgan wasn't there. She took a quite scope of the room just in case, then spun on her heel and marched toward Alison's room. This time she didn't bother with caution, throwing that door open too. ]
"Shit."
[ Turning around again, she did a quick check over the full penthouse - at least the areas she had access to. Standing beside the panoramic windows, she folded her arms across her chest, hoping that Morgan hadn't done something stupid and gone to confront Cameron and Haleigh. ]
Where are you two?
[ It seemed like her thoughts were answered as she heard voices around her. Spinning back around again, she rushed toward the sound of the voices, stopping in the doorway to the rooom Alison and Morgan were talking heatedly inside. One hand resting lightly on her hip, she surveyed the two for an instant, realising that something pretty bad had gone on. ]
"Morgan... Alison... what happened?"