R&R, and I own nothing but my OCs.

Side Note: Just before I get into this. Let me be clear, I am not going to be doing any Supermartian, Chalant, DickBabs, or Spitfire oneshots in this story. As much as I love all four of these couples, there's already enough stories with each of those couples on the site. So please do not request them. I already don't do requests as it is.

"There, there, Violet. It's alright," Brion said, trying to comfort his ailing girlfriend as she vomited into the toilet again.

"I'm sorry about this," she said, feeling his warm hand caress her back as she pulled herself away from the toilet to face him once she was sure she wouldn't do that again. "I know you probably had plans for us tonight."

"Don't worry about it," he said, getting a washcloth from the shelf rack that was next to the sink, and running it under the water for a second before he wiped her chin off. "We will go to the movies some other time. But for now, let's just get you laying down."

Helping Violet up from the floor, Brion walked her out into Conner and M'gann's room, and laid her down on the bed. The aforementioned couple having gotten a hotel room for the night so the teens could have the house to themselves.

"Do you want me to get you anything while I'm still up?" he asked as she took off her hijab so she could sleep better.

"No, I'm okay for now," she said, visibly shaking as he tucked her in, and laid down beside her to cuddle her. "You're really warm."

"And you're burning up with a fever," he said, resting his hand against her forehead. "Are you sure you don't want me to get you anything? Maybe some water, or medicine to help get this down."

"I'll get some later," she said, snuggling up against his chest. "Right now, I just really want to sleep."

"Alright," he said, tightening his arm around her waist and pulling her closer to him, grabbing the remote from the bedside table and turning on the TV that was in the room to watch some movies as he felt Violet's breathing even out, and become much deeper after a few minutes. Her face drenched in a dry, sticky sweat, and hot to the touch as he pressed his lips to her forehead. Feeling bad for her because she had been so excited to go out for Valentine's day, and here she was running a fever and feeling awful because she had caught something off of Lian.

Seeing Violet's face go pale in her sleep, Brion took his arm off of her waist and sat up with her as she bit back a groan. Only to see her clamp a hand over her mouth and hear her hold back a gag before she was once again in the bathroom throwing up. And considering they had been in the back of the house for a while, Victor poked his head in just as Brion paused the movie and got up from the bed.

"Is she okay?" he asked, hearing another retch that made both boys cringe a bit.

"Does that sound 'okay' to you?" Brion asked as he moved towards the bathroom to comfort his girlfriend. "Would you mind getting her some water?"

"Yeah, sure thing," he said, going to get Violet a drink as Brion went into the bathroom, and held Violet's hair out of the way. Not like she had anything else to puke up though.

"Violet, it's okay," he said, wiping her face off with the cloth again, and hugging her when leaned into his chest with a sob because she felt so crappy. "It's alright. You'll feel better once your fever breaks."

"I'm really sorry," she apologized.

"Violet, it's fine. Everyone gets sick once in a while, it's not that big of a deal."

"I got the water," Victor said, coming into the bathroom with a glass of water in his hand, and giving it to Violet. But she didn't want to have anything in her stomach right now considering how badly she was throwing up.

"Violet, you have to drink that," Brion said.

"No," she said, seeing him get up and get some painkillers out of the medicine cabinet behind the mirror.

"Violet, trust me. It's only going to get worse if you don't drink the water," Victor said, having had his fair share of stomach bugs before his accident, as Brion knelt down and gave her the medicine. And without another complaint, she took the pills, and drank half of the water before she got up from the floor, and used Brion as a support as he helped her back out into the other room and tucked her back into the bed.

"Brion, are you sure she's okay?" Victor asked as Brion tucked a piece of Violet's hair behind her ear. "Because I can call M'gann and Conner to come back. It's not-"

"Victor, she'll be fine," he said, going back into the bathroom, and getting the water glass from where Violet had set it down on the floor. "She just needs to sleep."

"Alright," he said, unsure whether or not to leave the two of them alone as Brion got back into the bed. "Just remember, I'll be upstairs if you need me to call them."

"Yeah, thanks," he said, pulling Violet close so she had her head on his chest, and waiting until Victor had left before he played the movie again. Pressing a kiss to Violet's burning forehead and burying his nose into her hair before pressing his lips to the dark brown locks as well.

"Happy Valentine's day, Violet," he said, hearing her give off a sleepily mumbled reply as she shifted around and kissed his cheek.

"Happy Valentine's day," she muttered as she snuggled up against his collarbone.

R&R.