The Doctors room was a mess, it looked like he hadnt slept in it awhile. Really it had been awhile since the Doctor had even slept properly, He looked exhausted and curled up in his blankets soon as he was lain on his bed.
He breathed deeply and was unaware the Master had moved him. He looked like he really needed the sleep.
It wasn't long before his peaceful sleep turned into another miserable night. He was having nightmares. He seemed to be sweating in his sleep and kicked his covers. He didn't wake at first though. but he seemed to suffer though his dreams awhile. Before waking a few times, but he didn't notice the Master, He was too dazed and tired.

He would toss and turn and yell out. His hands were gripped tightly around his pillow. It seemed he really hadnt tried to sleep in weeks. But he hadnt been sleeping properly for months. His body needed the rest, But his mind refused to let him sleep peacefully. He had tears in his eyes.
He wasn't aware the Master was there. Normally he didn't let people see him having bad dreams. When he had companions about he would lock his bedroom door. The TARDIS was humming and trying to sooth the distressed time lord.
Being so tired, he just kept fallling back asleep, Even if doing so didnt stop his nightmares.

He was mumbling names in his sleep as well. The last one being Koschei. He couldn't help using the Master's childhood name in his sleep. It just happened. He was sleeping and his breathing was still very rapid. His heart rate was as well.
The Doctor was curled up clutching his blankets tightly. Oh how he really needed a peaceful sleep. He rolled over and mumbled in his sleep some more. He was sleeping for nearly 12 hours , when he awoke probably he didn't feel well rested from all the nightmares. Infact the nightmares merely just left him with a slight headache.
He decided to not move and kept his eyes closed. He soon turned around and looked at the MAster.

"Master..." he mumbled. He closed his eyes again. He pulled the covers over his head. He expected the Master to be annoyed at him when he found out how long he had gone without sleep. He was also aware that the Master maybe angry for been taken to the TARDIS against his will.
The Doctor was only doing what he was sure was going to help.

He sits up after a bit "How long have I been asleep." that rest hadnt been enough for the dark shadows under his eyes to fade. He knew he needed a decent rest. He tried to get up. But the TARDIs seemed to be telling him to sleep even more.
"I know... but I cant sleep, I keep trying and my dreams wake me ."
He rubbed his eyes, He just flopped back onto the bed. He was looking a mess.His hair seemed to be sticking to his forehead from sweat, He remebered when he was younger and the Master would comfort him from his nightmares and then sleep with him. He didn't think he could ask the Master to this time. The Master was angry and things were different now.