Maka looked around the infirmary which was overcrowded with students, each one baffled by the mysterious illness that plagued the Dwma Weapons population. None of the Meisters had been touched by the ailment.

Stein had to ask that the meisters help care for their weapons during their visits and had provided the students with bowls of water and cloths. She turned her attention back to Soul who lay asleep in the bed. She can hear Black Star shouting to Tsubaki to wake, claiming that once the young girl looked up at him, she was sure to be cured. Maka fought the urge to reach over and maka chop him.

"Come on Soul, you're stronger than this, you've been through worse, why can't you come back to me?" The young scythe hadn't woken up for three days and his fever continued to rise.

"I need you here, no one knows how this happened or how to fix it. Everyone keeps getting worse, please Soul, I'm worried about you. The good news is no one's died from this and Stein says there's a chance it's going to run its course and you would get better. I could hear how unsure he was when he said it but I keep telling myself he's just upset about not being able to deal with it." She reached out and replaced the cloth on his head with a new one.

Maka gently wiped the boy's face which was covered in sweat from his temperature.

"You have to be okay, I can't do this without you. Someone has to figure it out, we'll stop them and get you guys medicine. I promise."

Meisters," Stein called out to the group."You've shown an incredible devotion to your partners and I'm sure they're grateful for it, without your help I can safely say that some of them may not be here now. A vast majority of you have been here since early this morning. I respect that. However, you won't be any good for them if you're exhausted, many of you haven't even stepped away to eat, which is why I'm sending you home for the next few hours." A chorus of protest flooded the room, Maka's voice seemed loudest.

"You can't do that, I'm not leaving Soul." She proclaimed.

"Calm down, I wasn't finished. I'm bringing in some of the students and teachers who were not affected by this illness, we'll work in shifts. It's vital to not only yourselves but to your weapons. When the group entered, Maka was surprised to find Crona suddenly beside her.

"Don't worry Maka, You guys are my friends,you taught me that friends take care of each other, so I came to help hugged her friend.

"Thanks Crona."

"It's no trouble, you would do it for me." Maka stood from her chair reluctantly as the other Meisters filed out of the infirmary.

"You too Maka, you're not exempt." The Meister sighed. She trusted Crona but would prefer to be with Soul herself.

"Please Soul, get better, be awake when I get back. I miss you, and I promise I won't be long." She whispered before making her way home.