A/N: This is only a really short chapter I know- sorry! :)

It was two am when Jess heard him. She woke up to the sounds of his strangled yells, and she ran out of her bedroom to check on him. He was all tangled in bedding, and it was difficult for Jess to watch him writhing, he looked like he was in so much pain. Jess ran to the kitchen and collected a bowl of cold water and a flannel to put on his sweat- drenched face.

Gently lying down next to him and propping herself up on some pillows, she pulled the constricting covers off him and dabbed at his forehead with the cold flannel. Jess might have been able to help his conscious self to feel better but there was nothing she could do about his subconscious, and it worried her. He turned his head this way and that, panicking, and suddenly woke, jerking bolt upright.

"Becker?" Jess said softly, unsure whether he was actually awake.

He looked down at her, confused.

"Jess?"

"Sorry, you were having a nightmare but I didn't want to wake you up, but you were all sweaty so I thought I'd just cool you down."

"Oh- thanks. I woke you up?"

"Yeah"

"Sorry, I just relive that same day, every night, I have no control over it."

"Why on earth are you apologising for something you can't control? Come here." She touched his shoulder and gently pulled him down towards her until they were both led down, and then cuddled right up to his chest.

"Thanks Jess, you're the best."

"I know" she giggled into his chest. He rested his head on hers, as they both slowly drifted back to sleep.

Sunlight flooded the room as the rising sun appeared from behind a nearby building, a direct beam landing on Becker's face. He opened one eye, and then the other, and looked down at Jess, who still curled up in his arms. The clock said it was just past 8am.

'It can't be!' Thought Becker, 'this must be the best nights sleep I've had in ages!'

Jess stirred in her sleep, and her eyes fluttered open.

"Morning" she smiled. "You okay?" She checker, her face full of concern.

"I think so, I didn't wake you up too much did I?"

"Not once, I slept through. You did too?"

"Yeah, I guess" he smiled faintly.

Jess wandered into her room to get dressed whilst Becker made them some coffee, and when she came back her face was lit up.

"What's on your mind?" Enquired Becker, slightly more upbeat after his nights sleep.

"I've had an idea... You didn't get a nightmare when we were sleeping last night right? Maybe that's because we were sleeping together. I propose that you stay here for a few weeks, and we can share my bed. You'll get a better nights sleep if you can avoid the nightmares. I can keep my eye on your eating habits too" she added as she pushed the fruit bowl towards him. Becker was looking uneasy.

"Jess- what if I do get a nightmare. I have no control over what I'm doing... I could hurt you"

"Don't be silly, you won't, you let me sleep with you last night"

"I was half asleep last night, I wasn't thinking properly"

"Just try it- just for one night. Please? I want to help" she pleaded.

"But if I keep having nightmares you won't get any sleep."

"Think of it this way- if we're in separate rooms I don't sleep because I'll be worrying about you, and you won't sleep because you'll be having bad dreams. Neither of us will sleep- but if you'd just go along with my plan we'd both get sleep. The idea is flawless!"

"Jess," he said warningly.

"Is the idea of sharing a bed with me really that repulsive or something?"

"No, of course not. That's not my point- and you know what my point is. I'd never forgive myself if I hurt you"

"You won't! Please?"

"We need to get to work. We'll talk about it later." He responded unemotionally.

"Yes. We will." She replied, stubbornly.