Sulu pulled back quickly as Ianto began to struggle against him, coming to realize that this was not the usual sort of nightmare. Or maybe it was - maybe neither of them had really noticed it because they'd either been in Ianto's flat or separate at night - but the fact stood that this wasn't normal for Sulu's experiences.

Ianto's shouting was slurred, as it usually was when you talked in your sleep, but the name, Lisa, was unmistakable and the tone was frantic and scared - and then Ianto's arm lashed out at him and he clocked Sulu in the nose. Yelping in surprise and pain, Sulu nearly fell off the bed, one hand reaching up to his nose while the other grabbed Ianto's shoulder, shaking him a little, not too roughly but with definite intent. There was no way he was going to let Ianto sleep through this particular nightmare.