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Dreams Do Come True!
Everyone has sleepless nights. Some are caused by worry or sadness, and the very worse are caused by excitement. Others come from seemingly nothing. No matter how hard you may try, how many sheep you count, or how many different positions you punch and pull your pillow into, you just can't sleep.
Rose Tyler is having one of those nights.
John Smith, on the other hand, is most definitely not.
The moment his pretty little head hit his pretty little pillow he was out. Like a light. Curled up in his blanket, he's taken the nearest exit to Dreamland. He even makes happy tiny humming noises ever few minutes. She thinks he's subconsciously rubbing it in. "Ha-ha! I'm asleep, and you're not! Na-na-na-boo-boo!" She's tempted to give him a slap to wake him up.
She rolls over on him instead, and is mildly surprised that the most comfortable part of the bed tonight is him.
His eyes pop open, delight chasing away all signs of sleepiness. "Dreams do come true!" He exclaims, his too loud voice echoing in the otherwise silent bedroom.
And as he wraps his arms around her, joining her in her sleeplessness, he shows her exactly what he was happily humming about.
The End