Disclaimer: I own nothing, and only borrowed the characters for a little while.

Knock knock.

Margaret forces herself to come awake.

What was that noise?

Realising that she can't see anything, she brushes her unruly hair from her face and suddenly finds her view filled with her beaming mother-in-law and Gammy bearing a breakfast tray.

"Ah..."

She struggles to bring herself upright to prop herself against the pillows, her efforts hampered by Andrew's arm firmly wrapped around her form. She also remembers at the last moment that she is stark naked and tugs the sheet up to cover her upper body as she shuffles. She finally manages to sit up, running one hand over her hair as her other half rearranges himself around her, still sound asleep.

"Um... good morning."

"Good morning dear! We thought you would like a little room service, some breakfast in bed."

"Ah yes, um, thank you." She made no move to get out of bed as Grace places the tray on the small table beside them, before turning back to eye her still slumbering son with affection.

"He never did like waking up early."

Margaret grins as she unconsciously rubs her palm over his lower arm. "He still doesn't."

"I can hear you talking about me you know," grumbles Andrew, eyes remaining firmly closed as he tightens his grip on his wife. "Go away."

Gammy let loose a peal of laughter as Grace smiles. "Well, we shall leave you two to it then."

"Take all the time you need," adds Gammy with a suggestive wink as she turns to leave the room.

Margaret covers her face in mortification as the door shuts.

"Hey." She turns to face her sleepy husband as he draws her hands away and tugs her down for a kiss. She didn't object as the sheet falls around her and he didn't look so tired when they parted for air. "It's morning."

"Yes, I do believe that I have basic faculties enough to determine tha-..." Her voice trails off as she eyes the masculine figure lying before her."Oh... it's morning."

They made it down in time for lunch.

Finito.