Influenza


Summary:Betty begins to experience flu like symptoms and when she refuses to out for herself and nearly collapses a at Mode, Daniel shows her just how much he cares. Will he finally reveal his growing romantic feelings for her? After London calling.


Hello, Set just after London calling but before Past Presents the Future. I wanted to keep them as much in character as I possibly could but I'm gonna change it so it will go my own way from there!

Enjoy!


Betty found it strange sitting back at her old desk. Glancing up she smiled as she watched Daniel flicking through the Mode book finalising everything for the magazine before it was due to be sent off for print. Sometimes she missed sitting here but she was living her dream, something that she never thought she'd get to achieve. With a sign she rubbed her temples and felt like slamming her head on her desk, although she doubted that would help her ever growing headache.

Geez she hadn't felt this rough in a while.

Daniel needed to turn the heating up because seriously the temperature of the Mode offices was just ridiculous, she could not stop shivering and it really didn't help that her throat felt like it was on fire. This was all Amanda's fault, she'd forced Betty to go and meet some friends of hers downtown but the restaurant took ages to find. As they'd searched for it for over an hour they'd been showered on by rain so by the time they found the place, they were both freezing cold and couldn't go home for a few more hours.

It was that damn rain.

Her eyes stung as she tried to focus on her laptop screen. She'd already altered the brightness to a ridiculously low level but it hadn't helped at all. Glancing at the clock she couldn't believe it was nearly ten o'clock and with a quick glance over her shoulder she realised everyone but she and Daniel had long left the offices. A loud ping from her laptop shattered her silent surroundings making her jump and with a start she turned back to her desk and opened it.

Betty, come to my office for a moment. I want your opinion on these photos– Daniel.

With a sign she stood and headed towards the glass door towards Daniel's office fighting off the nauseous feeling as she closed the door and walked towards his white sofa. Dizziness and walking fast was a really bad combination she realised as she stumbled towards where Daniel was sitting. A large hand grabbed her arm and steadied her before helping her sit on the white couch next to him. Closing her eyes for a moment she took a deep breath before glancing towards Daniel who was looked at her with concern.

"You okay?" Daniel inquired, his hand still resting on her arm from where he had helped her sit down beside him. She closed her eyes for a moment as she fought the urge to be sick on his office floor, doing her best to ignore the comforting way Daniel's thumb was rubbing circles on her skin.

"I feel really cold" she shuddered, leaning slightly towards her warm best friend as her shivering increased and her head swam. Perhaps getting up so fast hadn't been a good idea. Daniel's right arm wrapped around her shoulders and pulled her into his side whilst he raised his left hand to her forehead, frowning as he felt her temperature and how high it was.

"Betty, you're warm" he whispered, closing his eyes at the painful memory of the last time he'd used similar words and done a similar action. His beautiful wife had been hours from death and he'd had no idea how much he regretted leaving her to die alone. Sliding his hand down to her cheek he blinked back the wetness in his eyes and smiled shakily at Betty who was watching him with sympathy, knowing what he was thinking and feeling; there was nothing she didn't know about him.

"You need to go home Betty" he murmured, moving his hand from her face and packing away his papers into his briefcase, he glanced back up at her and smiled slightly as their eyes locked. Standing and retrieving his suit jacket and coat from by his desk, he offered her his hand helping her to her feet once again. Placing a hand on the small of her back to steady her if she stumbled again, he helped her into her coat and then took her down the stairs to his car. A couple of blocks from Betty's home he heard her groan and turned his head to watch her leaning her head against the back of the seat.

"What wrong Betty?" he asked, pulling over and shaking her slightly. Turning her massive eyes towards him, she blinked and sniffed before answering him, a tear sliding down her face.

"I left my keys in my desk at mode! My families away for the night! " she told him, blinking back tears.

"It's fine, you can stay at my apartment, Betty, why are you upset?" He was laughing slightly at her stupidity but she couldn't crack a smile, she didn't feel at all like herself.

"I feel horrible! I just want to go home get in my pyjamas, make some tea and then go to bed. I just wanna be warm, I'm so cold" she whispered. Pulling away from the car and driving back towards his apartment. After a few minutes of driving he turned his head and smiled at the sight of Betty fast asleep facing him. When they reached his apartment, he climbed out of the driver's door and opened Betty's door, placing a hand on her shoulder and shaking her slightly. With a groan she turned towards him and smiled weakly as he leaned across her and unfastened her seat belt.

Wow he smells amazing.

Wrapping his arm around her waist he helped her from the car and headed towards his apartment building but as they reached the elevator he realised he was holding all of her weight. Glancing down at her he noticed that her eyes were closed as she leaned her head on his shoulder and with a sign, he wrapped his arm under her knees and lifted her. Looking down at her he frowned slightly as he realised how small she was when she wasn't wearing heels, when her feet were on the floor the top of her head must only reach three quarters of the way up his chest.

The ping of the elevator signalled Daniel to the fact that he'd reached the floor where his apartment was and with a fond shake of his head, he carried her to his front door and froze slightly trying to figure out a way that he could open the door with his hands full of Betty and his briefcase. After a few moments of fumbling with his keys he managed to get it open by balancing her weight. Smiling in amusement at the situation they were both in he made his way through his living room and into his room. Sitting her down on his bed with her face pressing into his neck as he crouched down infront of her keeping her supported in a sitting up position. Shaking her slightly, he smiled when she moaned in protest at being awaken.

"Hmmm where am I?" Betty mumbled still half asleep. Pulling off her shoes and coat and laying her down, he smiled as she pressed her face into his pillow.

"You're at my apartment, remember?" he said, shaking her slightly as he noticed her eyes closing again.

"Sorta" she whispered and with a sign she closed her eyes and fell asleep completely oblivious to the concerned look on Daniel's face. Before he could stop himself he leaned towards her and gently pressed his lips to her cheek, smiling softly against her soft skin before pulling away.

"Goodnight Betty" he whispered and stood preparing to leave the room.

"Love you" she murmured making him freeze and stare down at her as he processed her incoherent comment. He knew she was asleep and probably didn't mean it in a romantic way but it still made his heart leap for a second. Grinning he headed out of the room and to the sofa where he fell asleep with a soft smile gracing his lips.


To be continued….

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