"Doctor," Rose whacked at his side.
He rolled over onto his side, "Hmm?"
"Cold."
He reached for the blanket but was stopped by being pulled back down on the bed.
"No blanket. You." She murmured into his chest. He smiled and wrapped his arms around her, her warm body pushed against his own. She sighed happily and slipped a leg between his, he listened as her breaths slowed. Then he let himself fall asleep, just for a little while.
He woke up jerking upwards, drenched in sweat. The his side, Rose was holding her head up on a elbow; looking worried, "You're having them at the same time every night."
"There isn't time in the vortex."
"Yeah, but there is on earth and I'm going to keep using it. Anyways, you always wake up around two."
He rubbed his face, "It's just a dream."
"We can talk about it." She offered.
He shook his head and laid back down, bringing her into his arms as he did. She flipped onto her stomach, laying partially across his chest while she played with his hair.
"We really can ta-"
"It's perfectly fine, Rose."
She blew out a breath, "Yeah,"
