Caleb's shaking stilled, feeling her warm arms around him, and he slowly dipped into a deeper sleep

Morgan sighed when he stilled, and held him tight for a while, stroking up and down his back as she tried to keep him settled... she wanted to know what was up for him. She wanted to know what he was dreaming about, so she could help him. Whatever, she'd ask him whe he woke up. For now, he just needed rest.

Caleb woke earlier the next morning, pecking Morgan lightly on the lips and running his fingers through her hair

Morgan settled down eventually, slipping back into sleep. When she woke, though, she still had her arms tightly around him, and was curled into his chest. She woke up a bit more as his hands slipped into her hair, and she offered a gentle smile. "Morning," she murmured tierdly.

"Good morning, beautfiul." He said softly, kissing her forehead and just enjoying the moment with her

Morgan smiled gently to him, giving him a little squeeze. "You feeling better?" She asked, giving him a worried look. She hoped he was... okay. "You... were shaking last night," she whispered.

Shit... He thought, kissing her temple. "I'm fine, baby." He lied, his voice cracking a bit and giving him away. "Don't worry about it."

Morgan shook her head when he kissed her, and gently patted his chest. "You can't deflect with kisses, baby boy," she teased him softly. She then let out a soft breath. "You did the same thing before we woke up," she murmured gently. "Well, I am worried," she whispered. "You were really... not okay last night. You can trust me, yeah?"

"Of course, love." He said, trying to change the subject

Morgan shook her head, and sort of grabbed his hands and pushed him back on the bed with a small chuckle, hopping over him to pin him down. "Stop deflecting!" She giggled, leaning in to peck his lips. "Tell me what's up before I start poking around your brain for it," she mused.