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Chris kicks her socks off. Both windows are open and she wore a t-shirt and shorts to bed last night but she still feels too warm. Even though she's half-asleep she realizes that's she running a fever and should still try to stay warm so she keeps the covers over her.

She sighs.

She feels miserable. She's horribly congested in both her chest and head making breathing a little difficult. The rash on her hand hasn't gotten any better, either. She's had to cut her nails down to nubs to keep her from scratching the skin raw.

She doesn't know why she's been sick this long or, more precisely, why it seems to be getting worse.

Date: 2005-07-10 02:52 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] agirllost
When Kim went down to get dinner, the Bar instead gave her a tray. On the tray was a bowl of chicken soup, a bottle of water and some Nyquil. Also, oddly enough, a thermometer. The note asked her to bring the tray to Chris. Kim frowned slightly, she hadn't heard Chris was sick.

But that was why she was at Chris's door. She knocks.

Date: 2005-07-10 02:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] geeky-agent.livejournal.com
Chris sits up in bed halfway when she hears the knock.

"Who is it?" she calls, her voice weakens and that's followed by a brief coughing fit.

Date: 2005-07-10 03:01 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] agirllost
Kim blinks at that sound, "Um, it's Kim...the bar asked me to bring up something..."

Date: 2005-07-10 03:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] geeky-agent.livejournal.com
She nods. Chris swallows, her throat feeling dry, and pauses before replying, "Come in. Door's open."

Date: 2005-07-10 03:06 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] agirllost
Kim puts on her best fake smile and opens the door with one hand, balancing the tray barely. It's a good thing she's holding the tray with two hands when she sees Chris. "Hi...Chris..." her voice trails off. Chris is pink. A very unnatural pink.

Date: 2005-07-10 03:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] geeky-agent.livejournal.com
With the light in the room, Chris has noticed this too. Though it takes a few seconds for it to sink it. At first she thinks the rash has spread but realizes that both her arms are pink. As is her neck and legs. It's like she has a sunburn on her entire body.

It can't be the chicken pox or measles...can it? No, that doesn't make sense.

Date: 2005-07-10 03:32 am (UTC)
agirllost: (depressed//midge)
From: [personal profile] agirllost
She puts down the tray on the bedside table. "I think we have to take your temperature."

Date: 2005-07-10 03:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] geeky-agent.livejournal.com
"Ok," she whispers, still looking at her arms.

Date: 2005-07-10 03:51 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] agirllost
Kim picks up the thermometer. "Sorry, it's not one of the ear ones. It's by mouth." she says apologetically.

Date: 2005-07-10 03:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] geeky-agent.livejournal.com
Chris just shrugs and takes the thermometer under her tongue.

Date: 2005-07-10 04:00 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] agirllost
Kim waits until it beeps. She doesn't have to even feel Chris's head to know that the thermometer's answer was going to be a bad one. Gently, she pulls the thermometer out of her mouth and her eyes are slightly wider as she looks at the number.

"103."

Date: 2005-07-10 04:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] geeky-agent.livejournal.com
"That's not too bad. I think."

She's sure it's not although the high fever with the rash and the sudden pinkness might be something to worry about.

Date: 2005-07-10 04:05 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] agirllost
Kim shoots her an 'are you kidding' look. "It's not good," she goes into Chris's bathroom and finds a washcloth. She wets it and wrings it out, so that it's slightly damp.

"Can you drink anything?"

Date: 2005-07-10 04:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] geeky-agent.livejournal.com
Chris coughs.

"Yeah, I can," she chokes out. She grabs the bottle from the tray.

Date: 2005-07-10 04:09 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] agirllost
"Well, Bar sent up some Nyquil, so hopefully that'll help you sleep. Are you sleeping?"

Date: 2005-07-10 04:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] geeky-agent.livejournal.com
"A little," she mumbles.

Date: 2005-07-10 04:26 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] agirllost
"You need to sleep more. It's the only way to get rid of a sickness. But try the Nyquil and the soup. How long have you felt like this?"

Date: 2005-07-10 04:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] geeky-agent.livejournal.com
"Um," she thinks for a few moments,"what day is today?"

Date: 2005-07-10 04:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] geeky-agent.livejournal.com
So four days? That doesn't seem right.

"Since Wednesday."

Date: 2005-07-10 04:32 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] agirllost
"Did you have a fever yesterday?"

Date: 2005-07-10 04:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] geeky-agent.livejournal.com
She nods. "On Thursday too, I think."

Chris coughs a little then takes a drink of the water.

Date: 2005-07-10 04:38 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] agirllost
"Three days?" She sounds concerned. "Has it gotten any better?"

Date: 2005-07-10 04:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] geeky-agent.livejournal.com
"No," she sighs.

"I think I'm getting worse."

Date: 2005-07-10 04:43 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] agirllost
Kim puts the washcloth on Chris's forehead. "I think you should see a healer...or at least a doctor."

Date: 2005-07-10 04:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] geeky-agent.livejournal.com
Chris' first instinct is to protest and say she'd be fine, it was just a flu.

But she had flus before and they never turned her pink.

"Probably."

Date: 2005-07-10 04:46 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] agirllost
The pink is worrying. As is that rash on her hand.

"Do you need anything to read?"

Date: 2005-07-10 04:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] geeky-agent.livejournal.com
"No, thank you. It gives me a headache when I try."

A worse headache.

Date: 2005-07-10 04:52 am (UTC)
agirllost: (depressed//midge)
From: [personal profile] agirllost
She can understand that feeling. "I could lend you my ipod if you want..."

Date: 2005-07-10 05:06 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] agirllost
"Hmm...maybe someone can hook up something so that you can get ahold of someone if you need help..." Kim thinks out loud. She doesn't like the idea of someone with a 103 temp. being alone.

Date: 2005-07-10 05:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] geeky-agent.livejournal.com
"That's not necessary. I have people checking on me."

Date: 2005-07-10 05:14 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] agirllost
"Okay, but if it gets any worse...we do know a lot of healers."

Date: 2005-07-10 05:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] geeky-agent.livejournal.com
"I know," she coughs.

Then in a hoarse voice adds, "Thank you, Kim."

Date: 2005-07-10 05:22 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] agirllost
She gives her a small smile. "It's the least I could do, Chris. You know, if you wanted, I could read something to you."

Date: 2005-07-10 05:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] geeky-agent.livejournal.com
"That's all right. Most of the books I have are pretty dry." She smiles back.

"Besides, I should probably rest."

Date: 2005-07-10 05:34 am (UTC)
agirllost: (depressed//midge)
From: [personal profile] agirllost
"Do you want me to tell your dad that you're...pink if I see him?"

Date: 2005-07-10 05:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] geeky-agent.livejournal.com
Chris laughs and then coughs.

"Yeah...except... um...did you hear about what happened to Tony?"

Date: 2005-07-10 05:45 am (UTC)
agirllost: (depressed//midge)
From: [personal profile] agirllost
"Yeah, I saw it," Kim gives her a curious look. "Your dad wasn't..."

Date: 2005-07-10 05:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] geeky-agent.livejournal.com
"He was. He looks kind of like Audrey Raines now but with short hair. And probably smoking."

Date: 2005-07-10 05:48 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] agirllost
"Audrey? As in my dad's old girlfriend, Audrey? Um, that could be awkward..."

Date: 2005-07-10 05:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] geeky-agent.livejournal.com
This is news.

"Your dad dated Audrey? I didn't know that," she mumbles.

"That is awkward." More than you realize.

Date: 2005-07-10 05:52 am (UTC)
agirllost: (depressed//midge)
From: [personal profile] agirllost
She gives her an odd look. "Yeah. They worked together in DC and dated a few months. I think they were together until April 25, actually, from some things Audrey said," she shrugs. "I know my dad really cared about her."

She gives her a slight grin, "Well it's a good thing they're not dating *now*."

Date: 2005-07-10 05:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] geeky-agent.livejournal.com
So he was with her when he went back. Chris is too tired to really process this.

She notices the grin. "Why's that?"

Date: 2005-07-10 05:57 am (UTC)
agirllost: (depressed//midge)
From: [personal profile] agirllost
"Because that would have been *really* awkward."

Date: 2005-07-10 05:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] geeky-agent.livejournal.com
She smiles weakly. "Right."

Date: 2005-07-10 05:59 am (UTC)
agirllost: (depressed//midge)
From: [personal profile] agirllost
"Anyway, I should let you rest...are you sure you're going to be okay alone?"

Date: 2005-07-10 06:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] geeky-agent.livejournal.com
"Yeah, I'll be fine. Thanks, Kim."

Date: 2005-07-10 06:29 am (UTC)
agirllost: (depressed//midge)
From: [personal profile] agirllost
"Anytime," she smiles a little. "I hope you feel better, Chris. Have a good nap." And she leaves the room.

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