It was the middle of the night when he roused, suddenly aware there was some one in his apartment. He lay still waiting to see what their intention was, if they were looking to rob him they were not going to find anything of any great value, his heart stuttered as his bedroom door began to slowly open. They crept round to the other side of the bed before a degree of shuffling took place. It took a moment in the dim light from his window silhouetting the form. The recognizable shape and build of the body had him releasing the breath he had been holding. His body relaxing and heart rate stabilizing at the acknowledged familiarity. She tugged back the sheets before sliding her small body in beside him.
She was faced away from him, but he could see her visibly relax as she let out a quiet contented sigh. In the darkness the corners of Toby's mouth turned up. Despite all that had happened in the last 48 hours, despite having, regretfully, taken back his proposal she still wanted to sleep beside him, and in truth his night's slumber was not as resting as it would be now, with her return to his bed. He desperately wanted to reach out and touch her, pull her close, settling her into his chest like he had for months previously. He watched as she would shift and move slightly, as if she was uncomfortable being so far away too.
He felt her cautiously turn to face him, Toby quickly shut his as eyes as to avoid informing her of just how awake and aware of her presence he was. He felt her eyes on him as she reached out to run her finger across his eyebrow and along the top of his cheek, he wanted to open his eyes, how they would soften and become hooded in her weariness, but he fought against it. He heard her give another soft sigh as she crept her body ever closer to his. He could feel the tips of his finger brush against the material of her top, it felt familiar.
At the point of which she stroked her fingers over the back of his hand he could hold off no more. He slid his hand over her side and pulled their bodies together. He herd the smile in her quiet voice, "i thought there was a chance I had woken you" he kept his eyes shut and smiled,his voice cracked due to sleep. "people do tend to be woken when people come creeping into their homes. Its a primal survival instinct." She planted a gentle kiss to his collar bone, "I'm sorry. I couldn't sleep." he felt himself in the beginnings of drifting off, " 's ok. I needed you too truthfully" she nuzzled her face into the space under his jaw, her voice foggy with sleep too, "you got me Doc, you got me"
It was when she brought her cold feet up to between his thighs he jumped at the rude awakening, "jezzus Hap!" she gave a low laugh, "sorry, you should be used to it by now" he opened an eye to look down at her, that was why it felt familiar, she was wearing the Harvard t-shirt that had been mysteriously misplaced weeks previously. The sight had him tightening his hold around her, planting a kiss to her crown. "don't ever want a night without it"
