I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY. THEY ARE JUST TRAPPED IN MY HEAD.

Fiona couldn't sleep, she was tossing and turning for what seemed like ever. In actuality it was only about 2 hours. She turned on her side to make sure she hadn't woken up Michael. He lay there sound asleep. After thinking for a few moments she decided that since she couldn't sleep why should he. Fiona slowly wiggled her way closer to Michael until she was just barely touching him. Just as she was getting ready to poke him in the chest his eyes popped open and saw what she was about to do. He grabbed her hand and held it to his bare chest.

"What are you doing" Michael asked kissing the hand he held onto while turning onto his side face to her.

"I can't sleep Michael" Fiona replied

"So you figured you would wake me up so neither of us get to sleep" he said with a smile on his face.

"Well I thought maybe we could talk."

"Fi its", he looked at the clock on her side table "its 3 in the morning and you want to talk? What's really going on? You have been tossing and turning all night."

"If you knew I was awake why didn't you say anything?" She asked as she took her hand out of his grasp and rolled back onto her back and away from him.

Michael moved closer to her and wrapped his arm around her waist and rolled her back onto her side. Then moved the hair away from her face so he could look into her eyes. "I figured if you wanted to talk about whatever it is that is bothering you, you would wake me up. Which you did." He said while gently stroking her arm from her shoulder to her wrist. "So what's wrong?"

"I don't know really, I think everything is just starting to get to me." She said as she ran her hand through his hair. "Between Pearce and Anson we never have any time together unless we are asleep, not to mention the stress of the entire situation. I just want to get away from it all even if its just for a few days."

"Sounds to me like we do need a few days away, just the two of us." Michael started to say but was interrupted.

"How are we going to do that? Yeah you might be able to get away from Pearce for a few days but Anson's not going to leave us alone. He will think its just to try and figure away to get out from under him."

Michael rolled onto his back taking her with him, she settled her head on his chest and was drawing circles on his stomach with her fingers. He was drawing random patterns on her back with his while thinking of a response. His hand stopped moving as an idea came to his head.

"Why don't I just tell Anson the truth? Tell him flat out that we need some time alone before we both go crazy and forget why we are doing this to begin with. Who knows maybe we won't need to come up with an elaborate plan." Michael explained as he looked down to her. She lifted her head off his chest and looked into his eyes and saw he was being serious.

"Michael, your delirious if you think that's going to work." She said as she lifted her self onto her elbows. "Maybe you need a little vacation more then I do."

"Well do you have any ideas?" Michael asked her as he continued to draw random patterns on her back she put her head back down on his chest.

"No, but to think that simply asking for some time will work is crazy. If I had an idea of how to get some real alone time with you I wouldn't be having trouble sleeping. Michael moved Fiona off his chest and went to sit up, but Fiona stopped him. "Where are you going?" She asked him.

"Well I'm awake and I have to pee so I figured I'd go to the bathroom." Michael responded as he got out of the bed and walked to the bathroom, looking back at her smiling while fixing the waistband of his boxers. She hurled his pillow at him hitting him in the face.

While he was in the bathroom she decided to stretch out taking up the whole bed. As Michael was coming back to the bed Fiona turned her head to watch him walk back. Even though the loft was almost completely dark the moon light still came through the windows to give just enough light that she could see his expression when he noticed Fiona had decided to take the whole bed for herself. When Michael got to the bed he sat on the edge next to her right hand which made its way to his thigh as soon as he sat down.

"Fi, are you going to let me back into bed or do I have to move you myself?" He asked already knowing that he was going to have to move her himself. Fiona just lay there moving her thumb on his thigh in a circle. Michael quickly stood up and looked down at her as she rolled onto her back making sure to take up as much room as possible. "Do you really want to play games now?" He asked her.

Fiona just nodded her head yes and smiled at him. Michael knelt down on the bed slowly moving to hover over her his arms quickly slip under her body and he placed a light kiss on her forehead followed by her nose, cheek then hovered above her lips. She picked her head up off the bed to kiss him and with her distracted he lifted her body off the bed with one quick motion and he laid down with her land on his chest. She never had a chance to fight him or get a word in to stop him. All she could do was let out a gasp.

"Michael, what the hell was that for? Fiona asked slightly pissed off. Picking herself up off of him to give him an evil stare. Michael could tell that she was moving her tongue around the inside of her mouth.

Michael just chuckled a little and smiled. "You weren't going to move on your own, so I figured I'd help you out." He went to touch the side of her face with his palm but she moved away. "Fi?"

Fiona touched her finger to her tongue and looked at it in the moon light. There was a little blood on her finger. "You made me bite my tongue." She snapped at him while slapping his chest rather hard.

"Aawww Fi I'm sorry, you know I didn't mean to hurt you." Michael replied looking genuinely sorry.

"Well sorry doesn't make it feel better or make it stop bleeding." Fiona said not knowing what Michael will do next.

Michael looked up at her and slowly put his hands on her shoulders. Not sure if she would let him touch her again. "Do you want me to kiss it better for you?" He asked as he pulled her down to him.

"Yes I think that might help me feel better." She stuck out her tongue so he could kiss it better. He smiled and shook his head out of disbelief that she really wanted him to kiss her boo boo better. But he did because he knew if he didn't he would never get to go back to sleep. As she got closer he saw the fire in her eyes light up with passion he knew it wasn't going to be just the one kiss and that he wasn't going to sleep anytime soon. He did kiss her tongue better and she smiled and thanked him for it. As she lent in for another kiss she shifted herself fully on top of him. Just as their tonues met she stopped and rolled off of him.

"Damn it!" she said out loud.

Michael just looked at her puzzled. Whats wrong Fi?"

"My tongue really hurts, your little kiss didn't do a damn thing." She replied as she shoved his side. "I was hoping you would tire me out and I would fall asleep but I don't see that happening now."

"If all you wanted was to go to sleep why didn't you just say so?" Michael sat up and knelt next to her. "Roll on to your stomach."

She looked at him questioningly. "Why what are you going to do to me now?" She rolled over on to her stomach as asked.

He covered her lower body with the sheet and removed her tank top so there would be nothing in the way. "I'm going to give you a massage to help you relax and hopefully you will fall asleep." Michael explained as he started to rub her back.

Fiona started to relax as he worked his way down her back. "Michael this is really nice and all but we still have to figure out how we are going to get some time for ourselves.."

"I know Fi but we can think about tomorrow. For now just close your eyes and relax." Michael continued to massage her back until he realized that she had finally fallen asleep. After a few more minutes he stopped and laid down next to her. Laying on his side watching her sleep for a few moments until he felt himself drift off.