He liked it best when he dreamed of Cairo.

Sleep pulled lazily away like an outgoing tide. Limbs heavy, warm breath on his neck, sounds and scents of the market still fresh in his mind, Daniel sighed, pulling his lover to him. He chased sleep but, like the tide, it eluded him. Finally the lure of the world grew stronger than his sanctuary and Daniel stretched, scraps of dreams fluttering away like gulls on the wind. The hard warm planes of Jack's body welcomed him back onto the waking shore. Daniel sighed, content in the knowledge that his Cairo waited.