Later that night:

Flack was sleeping restlessly. He was jarred awake by a noise coming from the bedroom. Getting up out of his uncomfortable position on the couch and plodded over towards the door. Laura was grumbling in her sleep, murmuring incoherently until "Flack…" Flack stopped thinking she was nearby, turning he realised the door was still closed "Help me…please." She was begging in her sleep. Worried he tapped on the door, "Laura?" he said quietly. Not getting an answer, he knocked a little louder and still getting an answer, he walked into the room, just as Laura started screaming. He ran over to her and gently placed a hand on her shoulder, whispering "Laura, your all right. Your all right." Suddenly she sat bolt upright in a cold sweat.

"Laura? Its alright your safe." Flack said soothingly. He moved to touch her shoulder and she jumped about a mile. She spun her head round so fast she fell out of bed making a loud thud on the floor. "Ow!" she muttered. Flack leaned over and laughed, "You ok?"

"Yeh I'm good. I didn't wake you up did I?"

"No not really. I was sleeping fitfully anyways." She slowly climbed back into the depths of the covers. He went to move when she said in a low voice "Don't leave me. Please." Shocked at her plea, he put his arms around her as she moved to lie onto his chest. Lying on his chest, she heard his heart beating faster, wonder what's making it beat that fast? With that as her closing thought she fell asleep, wrapped tightly in his arms.

The following morning:

Groaning slightly Laura shifted in the bed. She looked at the arms that were wrapped around her protectively and smiled. Feeling him move she shut her eyes and pretended to be asleep. Feeling her move Flack woke up. He looked at her smiling in her sleep; he sat up slightly and just watched her sleep. He was gently stroking her hair. She must be waking up. She's moving more.

Laura couldn't pretend anymore. She was wide-awake, but she didn't want to move she was so comfy in his arms. If she moved then she wouldn't be in this state of bliss anymore. He would want to move she didn't want that to happen. Giving in she sighed deeply and rolled over. She looked at him and smiled. He was half sitting up staring at her. He smiled "Good morning. Sleep well?"

"Good morning yourself detective. Yeh not to bad now that you chased the demons away." She smiled at him before asking "How long you been awake?"

"Not long really. You?"

"Just woke up." He laughed at her before replying "Liar. You've been awake at least an hour." She blushed a deep crimson colour before saying "You can't prove that."

"Actually. Yes I can. When your deeply asleep you don't move unless your having nightmares. When your pretending to sleep you move a hell of a lot more."

"Oh my god! You little cheat. Why didn't you tell me?" she laughed at him.

"Maybe I liked sleeping with you." Now it was his turn to blush. She raised her eyebrows at the comment but said nothing. Resigned to the fact that she actually had to move, she got up and went in the shower. Flack was still in the bed when she came out.

"You want the shower?" she asked him.

"Yeh I'll go in now." He walked past her and said "Mmmm nice." He looked her up and down as he went into the bathroom. Laura saw him do it in the full-length mirror but said nothing. She smiled to herself instead. She got ready and went into the living room. She looked through the telescope when something hit her on the foot.

Flack had just come out the shower when he walked into the living room, just as Laura looked at her foot.

"I'll get it." He bent down to retrieve the piece of the telescope that had fallen. At the same time Laura had bent down to retrieve it as well. They hit heads. Laughing they both stood up. Standing up she realised that Flack only had on a towel. He noticed that she had noticed.

"See something you like?"

"Maybe. What's it to you?" she replied. He moved towards her and her breath seemed to come in rapidly. Her heart started beating at the double pace than it usually did. He was standing so close she could feel the heat emanating from his body. She went all tingly from the feel of it. He hadn't taken his eyes off her. Deciding she was a goner, she would let him do the leading.

He ran his finger along her jaw line and down her neck, to just underneath her jaw and lightly pushed her jaw up so that her head was tilted back slightly. Moving closed her; he bent his head slightly and kissed her lightly on the lips. When she responded equally as lightly, she started to shiver and moan the more he kissed her, never strengthening the kiss. That would be her move. She deepened the kiss slightly when……