Michael sat in his favorite chair silently watching Fiona sleep. They had worked well into the early hours of the morning. About an hour ago, he made her take a break and she accidentally drifted off. He didn't have the heart to wake her, so he finished up their work alone.

He wasn't ready to go to bed at first. The energy from the instant coffee and ten or so blueberry yogurts kept him up. So, he just sat there watching her back rise and fall with every breath.

Quietly, he made his way over to the bed to pull the blanket over her back. He tried to do it carefully, but Fiona was a light sleeper like he was.

Her eyes fluttered open and she lifted her head off of the pillow. "Michael? What time is it?"

"Late. Go back to sleep."

"What work do we have left?"

"I finished it all. We should try to get some rest before we have to get up."

"You're right," she yawned as she rolled to the other side of the bed to make a space for him.

He looked at it and gestured towards the stairs. "I was going to sleep on the couch."

"The couch isn't comfortable. It isn't like we haven't slept in the same bed, or done other things…"

For a moment, he thought about arguing, but he knew that he'd just end up losing anyway. Might as well save time.

He climbed in beside her. She slid under the sheets too and tucked herself up against his side, burying her face into his chest. He put an arm around her and softly whispered, "Goodnight Fi."

She didn't respond. He looked down at her to find that she had already fallen back asleep. He smiled and shut his eyes, falling into a deep slumber just moments later. He always did sleep better when she was around.