Disclaimer: All characters belong to JMS, WB, PTEN, etc. Just borrowing them for awhile. This is purely for entertainment purposes, meaning I'm making no money. Some scenes are taken directly from Babylon 5. (Scenes from Confessions and Lamentations; Rumors, Bargains, and Lies; The Face of the Enemy; Moments of Transition; Endgame)

A HUGE thanks to Michael, for beta reading this for me. I couldn't have done it without you!

Alternate Universe: Takes place after the Shadow War, during season 4, but Sheridan and Delenn are already married. I also took some liberty with the timing of several fourth season events. Just remember, this story is AU.

Delenn was staring off into space. It was something she found herself doing more and more frequently as of late during the always tedious council meetings. Now that the war was over, the League had broken up again. They never could work well together for any length of time. She was only grateful she and John had managed to convince them to put aside their differences long enough for the war to be won. But now it was back to the time old game of politics. Sometimes, she didn't know if they would ever be able to build something new before the petty squabbles of the League tore it apart again.

She realized that John was looking across the council chambers at her. He had caught her looking off into nowhere. He gave her a rueful smile, which she returned. 'Poor thing,' he thought, 'She looks exhausted. But then again, she had to deal with another border dispute between the Drazi and Brakiri earlier, so who wouldn't be?' He vowed to make sure she got some rest later on.

Delenn tried again to focus on what the Llort Ambassador was saying. Something about attacks on some of their deep range ships by an unknown force. The damage had been minimal, but they were still concerned by it. She tried to clear her head. She was extremely tired, and she couldn't for the life of her concentrate. After awhile she decided that if the Ambassador left believing that she had heard even a word of what he said, it would be enough to declare victory.

After a few more minutes, Sheridan closed the meeting, and the Various Ambassadors filed out. He looked across to Delenn, who was gathering up her papers. When he was sure the other Ambassadors were out of earshot, he went over and pulled her into his arms.

"Mmmm..." she hummed in her throat as he kissed her neck. "That feels nice."

"Good. You look like you didn't get much sleep last night." He had been at a meeting until late the previous night, and hadn't gone to bed until 2 in the morning. Delenn was already asleep when he had gotten to bed, but he knew she had gotten up much earlier than he had.

"It wasn't that bad. I got about 5 hours of sleep." She neglected to tell him that she had spent about an hour of that 'sleep' in the bathroom being sick. She hadn't felt quite up to par today, and she figured she had caught some sort of virus, and would be over it in a day or two. She didn't tell him because she knew he'd worry about her.

"Maybe you should sleep in tomorrow?" He suggested. He knew she didn't have any meetings till early afternoon, and the poor thing really looked like she was about to collapse from fatigue.

"Mmm... sounds good." She closed her eyes and just stood there with John, letting him hold her.

"C'mon. Lets go home. We've both earned a break after today." Then he led her back to their quarters.
When they got back to their quarters, John sent Delenn straight to the bedroom to prepare for bed. Then he made her some tea. He knew it was her favorite. When he brought two cups of the tea into the bedroom, he found Delenn had already fallen into a light sleep on top of the covers.

He smiled, and gently shook her back awake. "Delenn, get under the covers and have some tea, alright?" She sleepily nodded her assent, and John helped her under the covers, handed her the tea, and then got in bed beside her.

When she finished the tea, she snuggled up next to him. His heart melted. She was so perfect. And she was all his. He smiled when he realized that she was already asleep again. He held his arm around her, and turned off the lights.

Sheridan woke in the middle of the night, and the first thing he noticed was that Delenn wasn't next to him. He could hear in the bathroom, but something wasn't right. The door was ajar, and a small stream of light cast it's way across the room onto their bed. He got up, and went to see if Delenn was all right.

He found her leaning over the sink, throwing up. He went over to her, and held her hair back from her face, as she was sick again. When the vomiting finally subsided, Delenn's strength gave out, and it was only John's help that allowed her to slide to the floor without hurting herself. He got a washcloth, wet it with cool water, and held it to her head.

"Delenn, are you alright?" he asked as he pulled her into his lap.

She slowly nodded into his shoulder. "I think so. I just... I probably just have a virus. I'm sure I'll feel better tomorrow."

She weakly smiled up at him. He wasn't entirely convinced. "Delenn, you've been really tired today, and now you're throwing up. Maybe you should go see Stephen."

Delenn shook her head. "It's late, and I'm just tired. I'm sure I'll be fine."

He raised an eyebrow down at her. He hated to see her suffer at all, even though there was little he could do about it. "Alright, but if you don't feel better tomorrow, promise me you'll see Stephen?"

She nodded her assent. "I'm sure it won't be necessary, but if it will make you happy..." He smiled in thanks. She was probably right, it was probably was just a virus. Now that he thought about it, he did vaguely recall someone mentioning to him that there was a flu bug going around.

He picked her up, and carried her gently back to bed. "Try to get back to sleep, okay?" he told her as he crawled in bed next to her. No wonder she had been so tired earlier. He idly wondered if the Minbari normally got the flu, or something similar. He hoped she could endure this part of being human. He held her close, until he was certain that she was asleep again. Then, he too drifted off to sleep.
Delenn walked in to John's office the next day, where Susan was waiting to talk to her.

"Commander? You wanted to see me?"

"Yes Delenn, please, come in." Susan smiled. Then she thought back to why she had arranged for the meeting and grimaced. "Delenn, I hate to be the one to show you this, but I thought you should know." Ivanova toggled her link and the screen behind her activated. It was a recording of an ISN broadcast from the previous day, filled with more anti-alien propaganda. This report held the latest 'details' on Delenn and Sheridan's alleged genetics tampering conspiracy. Delenn sighed. Susan turned it off. "I'm sorry Delenn. You know nobody here believes this stuff. I just thought you'd want to be up to speed on what kind of trash you're going to come up against. It scares me to think that some people will think this is true, but I know there are people out there who are all too willing to believe this garbage."

"Susan, It's alright. Thank you for bringing this to my attention. John knows he'll have to deal with Clark sooner or later. I think he just wants a small break right now. He needs that after the war."

"Yea," Ivanova replied, "I just hope that Clark will give him that time." She shrugged. Both women knew there was little they could do at this point, except hope that Clark would be too preoccupied to deal with the station for awhile yet.

"Well thank you Susan. I think I'll go get something to eat. Would you care to join me?" asked Delenn.

"Sure, thanks." They got up, and it was then that Ivanova noticed that Delenn didn't look well. She swayed, but caught herself on the edge of the desk. "Delenn, are you alright?" Ivanova asked.

"I... yes, I'll be fine." Delenn shook her head as if to rid herself of the dizziness that had overtaken her.

"Delenn, why don't we go to Medlab, huh? You don't look so good." Ivanova was starting to get worried. She couldn't remember a time when the poised Minbari had ever been sick, let alone had a dizzy spell.

Delenn sighed, and straightened herself. It seemed there was a conspiracy to force her to see Dr. Franklin. "No, Susan, I think I just have a virus. I haven't been feeling good lately. I assure you, I'll be fine if I get something to eat." Delenn almost had Ivanova convinced until she nearly fell over, and Ivanova just barely caught her in time.

Ivanova helped her friend to stand. "Uh uh. No way. Were going to Medlab, Delenn. I don't want to face John's wrath if anything happens to you on my watch. C'mon, I'll help you." Delenn's dizziness seeming to have passed for the moment, Ivanova escorted Delenn, under protest, to Medlab.

A/N: What do you guys think so far? Please review, and I'll do my best to get the next bit up soon!