Monday 2:45am

Chloe groaned as she heard the phone ring. Pulling the covers over her head she tried to drown out the incessant tone. "ughhh maybe they will give up" she thought.

Hearing the phone finally go silent, she rolled over and sighed. Just as her body relaxed, the phone started again. With a growl, she reached her hand out pressing 'Accept' she growled "WHAT?"

She instantly sat up as soon as she heard the low chuckle, "..Chloe.."

"Jack?"

"Did I wake you?"

"No. I routinely find myself awake at.." Looking at her bedside clock she groaned and said "2:45am"

"I'm sorry. Go back to sleep" He said softly

"..No..no, I'm awake now. What's wrong?" Jumping out of the bed she trotted off to the bathroom. Flipping the light switch she clamped her eyes shut with a moan at the brightness.

"Nothing's wrong. I .. uh.. I couldn't sleep.." Jack sounded embarrassed at the admission.

Scrunching her face in a confused scowl, Chloe turned the light back off and leaned against the doorway. "So you called me?" she asked in a whisper.

"Well… yes. I thought maybe you would be awake. I'm sorry. I didn't look at the time.."

"No, that's okay Jack" Climbing back into bed she snuggled back into the blankets. "What's on your mind?"

She heard him hesitate. The only sound coming through the phone was soft steady breathing.

"..Jack.. tell me" she pleaded

"I don't know. Nothing. Everything." He let out in a rush of words

Biting her bottom lip, she said ".. so what do you want to talk about?"

With another soft chuckle he said "Anything."

"Well, my washing machine broke. I may be wearing the bed sheets I'm laying on to work tomorrow…." Instantly covering her face with her hand she wanted to kick herself. "What am I saying?!" she thought

"I can come over and take a look at it tomorrow if you like..?" He asked

"I'd like that.." she admitted

"I'll be there after work then"

".. okay…"

"Chloe, go back to sleep. I'll see you tomorrow" He clicked off.

Staring at the phone her mind reeled. "What the hell was that?" She said to the empty room. Rolling over she tried to go back to sleep.