Cosima felt the shift of weight against her. Sitting on the couch in the dark, Delphine was curled against her. It wasn't often that Delphine let Cosima hold her; Delphine preferred to hold Cosima, always wanting to care for her and never asking for anything in return.

Now, watching a movie, Delphine had finally been the little spoon. Okay, Cosima had chosen horror movies, knowing Delphine would be jumpy. Still, it was nice for Cosima to feel like she could provide for Delphine. She kissed the top of Delphine's blonde curls, loving the way she nuzzled closer to her.

The killer in the movie jumped on screen and Cosima jumped, startling Delphine. Delphine woke suddenly, rubbing her eyes.

"You're okay," Cosima smiled, covering her with the plush throw.

"I shouldn't have closed my eyes," Delphine smiled nervously.

"You don't snore, you can relax," Cosima teased.

"No, no. It isn't like that. I don't normally sleep at other places."

"You also don't normally have a girlfriend. Things change."

"It isn't so simple..."

"We've already had sex, if that's-"

"It isn't like that," Delphine said, glancing down. "I don't sleep well."

"You were sound asleep!"

"I have cauchemars. Nightmares," she whispered, embarrassed to admit it. She felt like a child, unable to sleep through the night.

"How often?"

"I don't give them a chance," she explained. "I wake every two hours."

"Del, you know you need sleep," Cosima frowned, her lips pressed into a tight line.

"I won't sleep either way. I have coffee," she smiled, standing to leave.

"Stay."

"What?"

"I want you to stay. You won't sleep either way," Cosima tried. "I can help you. Please? Let me take care of you for once," she whispered.

"Okay." Delphine knew that Cosima hated all the things Delphine did for her. She hated her sickness from preventing her to be the kind of girlfriend she felt Delphine needed. But Delphine knew that all she needed was Cosima. She was reluctant, but hoped this would be the first step to making Cosima realize that Delphine wasn't looking for anything else.

Cosima attempted to clear up her bed, which had clothes tossed all over. Delphine grabbed the tie dyed tank top that Cosima had worn the day before.

"I'll sleep in this," she whispered.

"Del,"

"It smells like you," she whispered, inhaling the scent of the perfume and pot, so perfectly Cosima. She quickly changed into it, wearing the tank top and her lace panties.

"You're ridiculous," Cosima smirked as Delphine slid into the bed. "But you're in good hands."

"Oh, you've proved that..." Delphine whispered, trying to stifle a yawn.

"Alright, sex kitten. You're exhausted."

"Who's fault is that?"

"I'm not sorry. Those little moans you make are so hot..." Cosima's words made Delphine blush. She curled into the brunettes arms, letting out a sigh of relief as she started to doze off.

Cosima woke, feeling the way Delphine's body jerked. She initially chalked it up to muscle spasms, but after a few minutes she realized how deeply Delphine's frail body jerked. She ran a hand over Delphine's body, hoping the simple touch could calm her.

When it didn't calm her, she kissed Delphine's temple. "I'm here," she whispered, her nose brushing against the blonde's cheek. It did the trick, easing Delphine back to sleep. She glanced at the clock; Delphine had only been asleep a little over an hour. Her heart broke for the blonde, clearly tormented by something.

Two hours later, Cosima woke up to the smoldering heat radiating from Delphine's body. Her back was damp and even in the dark, Cosima could see the way Delphine's hair clung to her forehead. Delphine began whimpering, her body flinching as if being attacked.

Cosima tried to let her go, wanting Delphine to fall back asleep. No matter how many sweet words or gentle touches she offered, Delphine didn't calm down.

Within minutes, she was crying out, her arms flailing as if fighting off an attacker. "Leave me alone!" She screamed. "Get away!"

"Delphine! Stop! Wake up!" Cosima cried, tapping Delphine's cheeks.

Delphine's eyes widened as she woke, jumping. Her entire body shook violently and Cosima wondered if she knew what she fought in her dream.

"I frightened you," Delphine gasped. "I need to leave" she whispered.

"Del, you're shaking! You can't drive like this!"

"I'll be okay," she whispered, but trembled too hard to keep grip on her keys.

"Stay," Cosima said, grabbing the keys.

Delphine nodded, returning to bed. She sat up, shaking.

"What are you doing?" Cosima asked, turning the light back on.

"I'm not going to scare you," she whispered. "You sleep. I've gotten by on less sleep."

"Come here," Cosima whispered, kissing Delphine quickly. "Let's distract you..." she kissed her again, her tongue brushing against Delphine's lower lip, begging for entry. Delphine relaxed, her tongue dancing with Cosima's.

Cosima lowered Delphine so her back hit the mattress. Delphine obliged, finally laying back down. Cosima's lips wrapped around Delphine's breast, sucking her nipple through the thin cotton of the tank top.

Delphine moaned, arching her back, her trembling stopping. She let her hands get lost in Cosima's dreadlocks, her moans quicker. Cosima's hands slid up her thighs, letting both hands slid under her panties.

Delphine gasped, the experience of both hands being something completely new for her. As she hit her peak, she lifted her head, kissing Cosima wildly as her body tried to calm down.

"I think you're ready to try to sleep again," Cosima whispered, holding Delphine closely.

"I can't..."

"No, I'll wake you up. I promise," she whispered, nuzzling against her.

Delphine nodded, falling back against Cosima as her eyes grew heavy.