- An hour had passed –

Neal awoke from his deep sleep and moaned as he rubbed his eyes.

He hadn't slept since Kate died. He had forgotten that until now. It felt so good to finally sleep again. He knew that it was because of Peter that he finally could.

He felt safe when Peter was with him. He forgot the pain and the suffering of reality and just felt..safe. He yawned lightly as he finished rubbing his sleep encrusted eyes.

"Hey Neal" He heard Peter say softly. "How'd you sleep?"

"Well," Neal started. His voice less congested. "You were right."

"I was right?" Peter said with a cheerful smile on his face. He was so glad to hear the happiness in Neal's voice.

"What was I right about?"

"Well, I do feel better." He stretched out his limbs and moaned contently.

"So I guess you were right." Neal looked over at Peter, smiled and then began to laugh softly, realizing Peter was unaware of what he meant.

Peter sat puzzled until he finally remembered what he had said to Neal before he had fallen asleep.

"Ooh." He laughed. "I'm glad I was right."

There was a pause. "You know Peter," Neal shifted slightly to a more comfortable position. "That was the first time I have slept since Kate.. well since Kate died. And the first time I actually slept good in months."

Peter was glad to hear this. These past few days Peter had a feeling Neal hadn't been sleeping well but didn't want to ask because he wasn't absolutely sure. He didn't want Neal to be embarrassed.

"No kidding?" He said nonchalantly yet with a very strong sense of interest. "I'm really glad to hear that."

"Well it's thanks to you Peter, so I figured I'd let you know." Neal flashed him a tiny smile.

Peter returned the grin before turning back in his seat and putting the car back into drive. Soon he pulled away from the curb and began to tap rhythmically on the leather of the smooth steering wheel as he did.