A/N: On I've taken up a 100 Situations challenge. May or may not get accepted for it, but I figured I'd get a head start just incase I do. Some chapters will be drabble length, others may be longer...just all depends on how I feel. None of the chapters will be connected, unless stated otherwise. So in one chapter, Goren and Eames may just be partners, in the next they may be lovers. Once again, just depends on what I feel like doing.

Title: Tired
Fandom: Law and Order CI
Characters: Alex Eames, Robert Goren
Prompt: #1-Tired
Word Count: 308
Rating: PG
Summary: There was that insistant hand again...

There was that insistant hand again. A soft growl was enough to scare it off for a moment, but as soon as she began to drift back to sleep, the hand was back.

"Bobby, I swear, if you don't stop touching me..." came the warning as the blond haired woman rolled over away from her lover onto her other side, back facing him. The large man simply snickered softly, chocolate brown eyes gleaming as they swept over his partner. Her blond hair was all amiss, sleeveless top wrinkled, and she herself was half burried under the blankets.

"What will you do? Actually get up for once?" he teased softly, brushing some of the hair out of her face and tucking it behind her ear.

"I'm tired, Goren." she snapped softly, but leaned into his touch as the soft pads of his fingers brushed over her cheek.

"Okay, okay, sleep then." he whispered, his warm breath ghosting over her ear as he gave it a soft nibble. "I'm going to go shower."

There was a long pause as he waited to see how she would react.

"Why don't you just sleep in for once?" she mumbled. "It's Saturday, we have the day off, and you want to get up bright and early..."

"I'm tired of sleeping." he answered.

"Are you tired of lying next to me, too?" she asked, glancing over her shoulder, hazel eyes meeting brown.

"Never."

"Then stay." she insisted softly, moving to snuggle back against him, her back pressed against his chest. There was a soft sigh, and she knew she had won.

"Alright, fine." he mumbled in defeat, slinging an arm across her side and pulling her even closer. Nuzzling his nose into her hair, he inhaled her scent, eyes closing.

"Thank you."

"No problem." came his reply, and the two lapsed into a comfortable silence.