Nora woke the next morning on her back. Leonard was practically lying on top of her with his arm and a leg draped over her. His face was pressed into her neck. She turned her head so that her cheek rested against his head and she caught the scent of his body wash. It was the scent that covered his clothes and his bed, and she loved having it covering her and all around her as she woke. Her fingers traced over his arms. She examined the lines of his muscles and the slope of his shoulder. She curled into him and wrapped her arm around him. A sigh escaped her lips as her fingers drew lazy circles on his back. Just as she began to doze off again, she felt Leonard's lips on her neck. He tightened his embrace and she hummed, a contented sound that made Leonard smile.

"'Morning, darlin'."

"Good morning."

"How do you feel?"

"I feel wonderful. Sore, but wonderful."

Leonard's lips ran beneath her jaw as he placed open-mouth kisses across her skin.

"Are you trying to give me another hickey?"

"I won't do that anymore... at least, not where anyone can see."

Leonard turned her face to his and kissed her lips.

"Can we just stay like this for a while," she asked.

"Anything you want, sweetheart."

Leonard returned his face to her neck, but held her tighter. Their hands traveled, exploring each other's bodies. Leonard eventually felt Nora go limp, and realized she had fallen asleep again. He tucked her hair behind her ear, placed a kiss on her neck, and soon drifted back to sleep himself.

The rest of their time off was spent much the same way. The few outings they went on ended early, and with them in the bed.

Leonard woke up in the early hours of Saturday morning, before sunrise, to a loud sound in the living area. He sat up and looked at Nora, still asleep. He pulled on his pants as he got out of bed to investigate. He found Jim stumbling around in the dark.

"Quiet, Jim. You'll wake the whole building."

"Sorry," Jim said as he stumbled forward.

"Are you drunk or exhausted?"

"Both, actually. I've been up for thirty-two hours and I hit two bars before I left. Now I just want my bed."

He walked toward the bedroom, but Leonard got in his path.

"Hang on, Jim-"

"Bones, whatever it is, it can wait 'til morning. I need sleep."

Jim moved, surprisingly quick, around Leonard and entered the bedroom. He flopped down on top of the covers and was lightly snoring as Leonard entered the room.

"Unbelievable."

Leonard got back on his own bed, but stayed on top of the covers as he lay on his side next to Nora. He gently tucked her hair behind her ear and gripped the top of her arm as he leaned down to whisper.

"Nora, sweetheart..."

Nora scrunched her face and made a small noise of protest. The sound put a smile on Leonard's face. She loved to sleep.

"Nora, I need to talk to you."

He rubbed her arm and kissed her lips, trying to pull her from her sleep. Her eyes fluttered open, and she began to kiss him back, but he pulled away.

"What's going on," she asked.

"Jim's home."

"Really?"

Nora sat up, and Leonard motioned to the next bed. She took one look at him and knew something was off.

"Is he okay," Nora asked.

"According to him, he hasn't slept in over a day, and he went out and got drunk before he came back."

Nora shook her head. "I don't know why he does that to himself."

"I just wanted to tell you he was here, and that I'll be on the couch."

"Why?"

"I really don't think it's a good idea for us to share a bed with your brother in the next one."

"Even if we were here first? And we're just sleeping. It's not like we'll be doing anything while he's in here."

"If he wakes up and sees us in bed..." Leonard shook his head.

"You said he was okay with us."

"Yeah, but there's a difference between being okay with it and waking up to it in the next bed, Nora."

"Well, if we're not sharing a bed I may as well just go back to my room."

"But I want you here in the morning."

"And I want you here," she said pointing to the bed, "now."

She looked up at him with pleading eyes, and Leonard groaned.

"One of these days I'll have to figure out how to say 'no' to you," he said as he climbed under the covers.

Nora chuckled, "Well, I can't have you figuring out how to do that."

Leonard settled onto his back and pulled Nora against him. She kissed his chest before laying her head down on it.

"Hey," he said, "don't start what you can't finish."

"Sorry," she said with a smile.

It wasn't until Leonard's hand smoothed over Nora's back that he remembered she wasn't wearing anything beneath the covers.

"Hey, uh... maybe you should put something on," Leonard said. "Don't want something exposed by accident if Jim wakes up first."

"Good idea. I think my shirt is on the floor on your side."

"Your shirt, huh?" Leonard reached over the side of the bed and grabbed his old college shirt and her underwear. "I coulda swore this was my shirt."

Nora smiled as she slipped her underwear on under the covers, then sat up to pull the shirt on over her head.

"I really like to think of it as our shirt," she said with a grin.

Nora lay back down on Leonard's chest and he held her in a tight embrace. He kissed the top of her head.

"Ours. I like that, too."