AN: Okay, I had this idea while I was home sick from school last week. I thought I'd run it by you to see how you like it, so tell me what you think.
Pale fingers ran through dark purple hair as Raven lay in bed at one o'clock in the morning. She hadn't been able to stay asleep. The night had been an endless chain of one nightmare after another, each more horrid than the last. Every time she woke, sweating, in bed. Her face was hot, her eyes teary, and her limbs shaking as she twisted one hand in her sheets.

She needed a glass of water.

Yes, that was it. A nice, simple, refreshing glass of that cool, clear liquid would make it all go away. She was thirsty. That was all. For a moment she let that thought consume her. She let herself believe it, clinging to the scrap of comfort as though it was her lifeline.

Raven swung her legs out from beneath the white sheets that were damp with her sweat. She sat up slowly, trying to ignore the stomach churning way that the room swam around her. Resting her weight on her feet, she pushed herself onto them entirely.

Her ankles wobbled and gave way. As she slid to the ground, her head knocked against her dresser and she felt herself fall into unconsciousness.

~*~

Beast Boy heard a loud thump coming from Raven's room next door to his own. He sat bolt upright in bed, a concerned look flitting across his face. Climbing out of his spindly bunk bed, he raced out into the hall. He grabbed at the handle of Raven's door. Finding it unlocked, he entered.

Raven's limp form lay on the floor next to her bed. The sheets were flung around her, seemingly having been dragged to the floor by her fall. She was facing away from him, but he knew by her lack of movement that she was unconscious. He strode quickly over to her, turning her gently onto her back.

Raven's eyes were closed, long eyelashes adorned with glistening teardrops. Her face and body was covered with sweat, and her breathing was labored. Putting a hand to her forehead, Beast Boy jerked it back almost immediately. She was burning up!

He felt the sheets, only to find that they were soaked with her sweat. That wouldn't do. He made sure Raven was in a comfortable position on the floor, and tore the sheets from the bed. Running downstairs, he tossed them into the laundry, grabbing a fresh set on the way back up.

Beast Boy made the bed quickly, and only then realized that her leotard was soaked too. He couldn't do this. Turning again, he raced into Starfire's room. He whispered, shaking her awake. Star, come with me!

Starfire groggily lifted her head, blinking owlishly at him. What. . .?

I'll explain on the way. Come on! He half dragged Starfire to Raven's room, chattering nonstop on the way.

So she is ill? Raven has a. . . what did you call it? Fever? Starfire asked as they were nearing Raven's room.

Yeah, and I changed the sheets on her bed cuz they were really wet, but I need you to change her clothes cuz I'm a boy, and I can't do that, and she can't stay in a wet leotard cuz it'd be bad for her, and– Starfire clapped a hand over his mouth.

I understand. Now leave! I must change her clothing.

Beast Boy nodded meekly, slipping out of the room.

A few moments later, Star slid through the door. All done, she said, nodding in the direction of Raven. You need to take good care of her till morning when we can ask Robin to get an appointment with one of your Earth doctors. She seems to be very ill.

The green changeling nodded, and slipped past her into the room. Raven lay on her bed, wearing a loose white nightgown. Her leotard was in a crumpled heap in the corner, having been hastily discarded by a certain green-eyed alien.

Beast Boy walked over to the telekinetic girl, biting his lip in worry as he watched one of her hands clench and unclench in the white fabric of the sheets. Placing a hand on the sleeping girl's forehead, he used the other to straighten the covers. Get better, Rae. . . Please, get better. . .

Curling up next to her bed, holding one of Raven's feverish hands in his own, he fell asleep.
AN: Well, let me know what you think. This is an experiment, so if you don't like it, I'll remove the fic from the net. Thanks for your input!