Post Season 2, Daniel and Peggy are Married.

In Which Peggy Really Wants to Sleep

Daniel Sousa lay on top of the blankets on his bed, staring up at the ceiling, his mind buzzing with events of the day. He mulled them over as Peggy tiredly secured the last pin to her head and stripped off her clothes in favor of pajamas. It had been a long day for both of them. Not more than three high profile cases had come through the office, each client vying for attention. He had sent Peggy all over town to speak to different suspects and gather as much information as she could on each case as he manned the phones that rang off the hook. Tomorrow promised to be just as full.

Peggy climbed into bed next to him, burrowing deeply into the blankets with a groan of exhausted bliss. She paused for a moment before scooting closer to him, her arm sliding around his waist and pulling him close to kiss the side of his neck. Daniel smiled. She made everything worth it. He climbed under the covers with her and gave her a squeeze.

"What was your take on the banker you talked with? Suspicious?" Daniel asked her, staring at the ceiling with a furrowed brow.

Peggy's eyes were closed, her cheek pressed against Daniel's side. Her response was muffled and came slowly, "Mmm no, I think he was just in the wrong place at the wrong time."

"Well what about the accountant who was with him? He struck me as odd, something's not quite right there."

"You may be right," Peggy yawned.

Daniel looked down at her, shaking her slightly, "If we go back tomorrow, I have some follow up questions I want to give you. I would go myself but he responded better to you."

Peggy looked slowly up at him in displeasure, "Daniel, can we talk about this in the morning?"

He smiled at her sheepishly, kissing her forehead contritely, "Sorry, there's just so much information rolling around in my head right now." She rolled over to her side of the bed, switching off the lamp. "Well it is not currently thinking time, it is sleeping time," she pecked his cheek.

Daniel settled deeper into the covers and was quiet for a moment, and Peggy began to drift deliciously into sleep. Daniel suddenly rolled to his side propped up on his elbow facing her, jolting her awake again.

"I'm sorry, last thing. Tomorrow, when we visit the bank in question, I think we should be armed with more than one weapon and possibly have backup on standby." Peggy turned away from him muttering as Daniel continued, "My informant made it sound like tomorrow was the day that the plan was going to take place and I don't want us walking into a trap."

"Daniel, darling, there's something I was going to tell you that I've only just remembered," her voice was low and sultry, making Daniel pause.

"Oh?"

Peggy rolled over, pinning Daniel to his pillow with a smile that disarmed him, her teeth white against suddenly red lips. She leaned low over his face, whispering in his ear, "Sweet Dreams…" Daniel had a split second of understanding before it was too late. Peggy kissed him hard, and he was out like a light.

Peggy leaned across him, switched off his lamp, and settled into sleep with a sigh of relief.