Stephen dragged himself over to where Rory lay. Her chest rose up and down as she heaved in air. He let his mouth fall sleepily onto hers. He listened to her sigh. Behind them, Callum silently a resentfully exchanged money with Boo. When Stephen pulled away, Rory's eyes were half-closed, whether from exhaustion or something else, he couldn't tell. "What was that for?" she whispered.

"You saved my life," he said simply. Looking as if it took all of her energy, she lifted her arm and ran her fingers through his hair, letting her hand rest there. "It's about time I did something right."

Stephen nodded, too tired to argue, and closed his eyes. He let his forehead press against Rory's. "Don't let go of me," she whispered.

"Don't let me go," he replied. Rory pulled his lips back to hers, and they stayed like that, too tired to move until Callum pulled Stephen off of Rory and helped him to the car. When Stephen turned to look back, Boo and Freddie were doing the same with Rory, who's feet dragged and head lolled. "Come on, man," Callum said. "At least make it to the car. You owe me for costing me five pounds." But Stephen was finding that difficult.

The next thing he knew, he was being sat inside what definitely smelled like a taxi. "Rory," he heard himself mutter, although his voice sounded very far away. "Yeah, yeah, lover boy," somebody, (Freddie?), laughed. He felt a small warm body sat next to his. Rory whimpered and snuggled into his side. He moved his arm over her shoulder and leaned against the window. Some part of her that was still conscious moved her hand to rest on his chest. There was no self-control in his body at this point. Boo smiled as she watched Stephen's hand move to hold Rory's. Nobody said anything as they were driven to the Highgate house.

When they reached the safe house, Thorpe was already there. While Freddie and Boo got Rory once again, he helped Stephen inside. "Put her on the couch," he said, a bit out of breath from the events of the night and now having to support Stephen's weight. "I'll bring him upstairs. Freddie, Callum and Boo will be sleeping in yours tonight. Boo, I expect you and Callum to keep things businesslike." Boo nodded, but Thorpe didn't see. He was already trying to bring Stephen up the stairs.

He left a few minutes before Callum walked through the door with some of Stephen's things. Freddie and Boo explained to him what was going on, then Freddie went to bed. Callum and Boo sat in the kitchen, but they couldn't eat. "Boo," Callum said. "I… I'm sorry."

Boo kept her eyes on the counter. "You're not leaving Callum. You can't." Callum reached out, placing his hand on Boo's arm. She turned her head and tried to look at him. "We should go to bed," she said.

"Boo…" She turned and stepped closer to him. "I'm here, Boo. We're all here." He gestured to the living room where Rory snoozed on the couch. Boo looked at the ceiling. Stephen turned over in his sleep. Freddie paused as he murmured out Rory's name, her full name. Freddie smiled and placed Stephen's book of sonnets on the bed and his clothes in the closet. Boo smiled as Callum pulled her into a hug. They went upstairs, not breaking contact with each other at any point for the rest of the night.

The next day, Boo went out shopping for Rory again. When she got back Rory was still asleep on the couch. She ran her finger's through Rory's hair and winced. They'd have to do something about that. She stopped when Rory cried out. It was quiet, but it was enough to alarm Boo. She lowered her head to hear just what Rory was saying, but she couldn't quite make anything out.

She patted Rory's head and went upstairs to check on Stephen. He, too, was still asleep. It looked like he'd kicked most of the covers off the bed. She pulled them back up and piled them up beside him, just to make sure he was comfortable.

When she and Freddie decided to go pick up some lunch, Thorpe was already ahead of them. He had some food in a plastic shopping bag for them. They called Callum down, and together they ate, careful to leave food for Rory and Stephen. Freddie asked, "When do you think they'll wake up?"

"Not sure," Thorpe replied. "Could be a while. They have been through a good bit, haven't they?" The others nodded in agreement.

"What will we do now?" Freddie added.

"I suppose we'll see when they come to, won't we?" Callum said. He stretched out his arms and put one over the back of Boo's chair. Again, the response was nothing but nodding. They would see, and soon, when they were all sitting in the front around a waking Rory. When she did, it was apparent nothing would be very clear to them any time soon.

AN: This story is called insomnia because the sun is rising as I post this and I only began writing it a few hours ago. I can hear birds chirping outside which is quite peaceful. Thank god I don't have work until 5 pm. Sorry I haven't posted much. I have been having a lot of personal problems lately that I didn't want to affect these stories. I've also been working on personal projects that I hope will one day have their own fanfics being written for them. In any case I want to thank those of you who have contacted me, wanted more. I have been busy trying to update these, but like I said my personal problems kept creeping into my work in ways that did not fit the characters I was working with. You're all very special and dear to me. If anyone has suicidal thoughts or tendencies, or if you are dealing with such things in anyway, remember that there is always help. Call your national suicide hotline if you are desperate, but always tell someone you trust about what you are dealing with and get help. You are never alone. ~Moni~