Actually, I know how painful and how dangerous pneumonia can be first hand. I got pneumonia a few years back and it hurts like a bitch. I thought that it would be cool to write a sickfic about Kevin and some family fluff with Sheriff Keller and Kevin. I hope you enjoy!

Sheriff Keller has the hardest job in all of Riverdale. He's almost never at home until late in the night and all day he's out and about, solving cases. Some thought that we would work himself to death if it wasn't for his son. The straight A, over achieving, social and of course, openly gay Kevin Keller. If it wasn't for him, his father probably would work himself to the grave. It was usually supposed to be the father taking care of the son, but it was always Kevin taking care of his father. Kevin would always make him coffee, cook his meals, clean around the house and sometimes even take care of paying the bills. Keller didn't like how Kevin would often do this, so he always tried to help as much as he could. But the calling of being sheriff would always ruin it. Not only was Kevin helpful with his father, but he was helpful around his school and friends. He was always volunteering to help with fundraisers, concerts and dance preparations. If his friends ever needed a tutor or just a shoulder to cry on, Kevin was there in a heartbeat. Keller couldn't have asked for a better son. He was... perfect.

Keller had definitely had a long days at work. But this one had been specifically long. There had been a strange string of unsolved robberies and they would go straight to his office. It completely wore him out. He had pretty much chugged down four large coffees, two 5-hour energy's and a huge Red-Bull. It kept him up at least. Keller was heading home at around 10 PM. He was upset with himself that he was heading home that late, and that he wasn't able to let Kevin know because his phone was dead. Keller just sighed as he continued to drive over to his house. He thought of surprising his son with some take out from Pop's, but that would mean that he'd be home even later and Kevin would get worried sick. Keller pulled into the driveway and fully expected to see all the lights in his out. That his son had fallen asleep waiting for him like most of the time. Strangely, the light from the living room was still on. Keller was kind of confused to why his son might still be awake. He walked over to his front door and unlocked the door, peeking into his house. "Kevin?" he called out. Nothing. Keller sighed and walked inside. He pulled off his coat and walked to the brightly lit living room. Kevin was in fact in the living room. But he had passed out while working on a project. Kevin's head was sprawled out on a huge poster and an abnormally large mug was near his knees. It was half full with coffee. Keller smiled at his determined son. He'd get his hard working side from him. Keller then pulled his son up from under his knees and pulled him into his arm's bridal style. He carried his son all the way to his bedroom and lay him down on his bed. He covered Kevin's body with his blanket, then left him to sleep. Keller then ventured back down into the living room and carefully rolled up his son's project. He brought it into the kitchen, where Kevin's backpack was always sitting and left it to where Kevin would be able to take it to school the next day. When Keller finally turned away from his son's schoolwork, he noticed a pot on the stove. Keller walked over and opened the lid. There was a decent amount of steaming french onion soup, just waiting to devoured by him. There was also a note by the pot. Enjoy. There's beers in the fridge if you want. Love, Kevin. Keller smiled as he poured himself a bowl of his son's cooking. He truly was the perfect son.

The next day, Keller was up as early, like usual. He forced himself out of bed and took a shower. He let the warm water run down his face in a hope to wake him up. He clothed himself and put on his sheriff's badge, ready to start his day. Keller made his way down into the kitchen, where his jacket should be waiting for him. He didn't expect to see Kevin awake and getting ready for his day. "Kevin?" he said, still pretty tired. "What are doing up so early?"

Kevin looked over at his dad and smiled. "Morning dad." he said, handing up a disposable cup of coffee. "Four sugars and no cream, just how you like it."

"You didn't answer my question." Keller pushed. "I thought that you didn't school until later on Tuesdays?"

"Don't worry. I have a club meeting before classes officially begin. I thought that I'd get up early to kiss you goodbye." Kevin grabbed his bag and his poster and walked over to his dad, giving him a kiss on the cheek. "I'll see you later. I can meet at Pop's and have bite to eat."

"Yeah... I'd like that. I'll see you after school Kev." Keller said, smiling as he watched his son walk out of the house. He didn't realize until a few minutes after he had left that his son was not wearing a thick jacket. Keller sighed to himself. He knew that Kevin was fully aware that the weather outside is -4. He chose to just let it slide and sipped his coffee as he readied himself for yet another day at work. Unknowing that he left his phone on the kitchen counter.

Kevin's day was going as he planned. He helped a numerous amount of clubs, hung out with his friends and even managed to get a few assignments handed in. But, he was coughing and hacking the time. Kevin thought nothing off it. It was the middle of the winter and everyone was getting sick, so he figured that he'd just take a cough drop or two. When the day was over, Kevin started to head out to meet his dad, when Betty, Archie and Cheryl approached him. "Hey Kev." Archie said, smiling at his friend that was down on his knees, packing his bag.

"Hey." he replied, letting out a cough. "What's up?"

"Well, we all have a huge assignment for geometry." Cheryl started. "And we all know that you pretty much finished every single math class... so-"

Kevin laughed before standing up. "Whenever you guys are free, I'd be happy to tutor you."

Archie, Cheryl and Betty all started to do a quiet cheer as Kevin started to laugh and cough. "Can we walk you to bus Kevin?" Betty asked, noticing his cough.

Kevin smiled, trying not to show how much pain he was in. "Sure." he coughed out, pulling on his coat and walking with his friends to the front door of the school. He started to break into a fit of coughing and hacking. Cheryl and Betty both looked at Kevin with a worried expression, while Archie rubbed his shoulder. "Maybe I can give you a ride? Standing in the cold would only make you more sick."

Kevin didn't really hear most of what came out of Archie's mouth as he opened the door. His vision started to get blurry as his chest became extremely tight. His knees became weak and his fell down the stairs of the school. Even though his hearing was terrible, he could hear three familiar voices screaming his name. Kevin landed side first onto the snowy concrete and continued to cough harder and harder until red spatters fell into the snow. Kevin looked down started to freak out that he was coughing out blood. Betty and Cheryl ran down over to their friend and began to rub his back as Archie desperately tried to call Sheriff Keller. "Kevin... just breathe." Betty coaxed. "Just breathe."

"Everything is going to be alright." Cheryl added, before looking desperately at Archie. "Did you get a hold of Sheriff Keller?"

"No." Archie said, angrily. "He must be busy. But I'm calling an ambulance."

"Hurry!" Betty yelled at her friend. "He might not have much time."

Kevin suddenly felt very tired, just yearning to get into bed and sleep. Hell, he was so tired that he wanted to just pass out on the cold snow bank. Apparently, the commotion had gotten the attention of some of the other students. As Dilton and Moose were leaving their math class, they saw Cheryl and Betty crouching around a body while Archie was desperately screaming into his phone. When they both saw blood, they knew something was wrong. They ran down the stairs to the snow filled concrete where the two girls were. "What happened?" Moose asked. Once they girls moved over to show Kevin's trembling body, Moose's heart dropped down to his asshole. "Kevin..." he breathed kneeling down and taking the sick boy in his arms.

"He might have pneumonia." Dilton said. Everyone didn't question him. He was a Ranger Scout, they were pretty damn smart. "Keep him warm until the ambulance comes. This is bad."

Moose pulled off his own coat and pulled it over Kevin's shaking shoulders. Cheryl pulled out her thick red scarf and covered Kevin's neck with it. Archie had finished taking to the 911 dispatcher and he made his way to Kevin next to everyone else. "Stay awake Kevin." Archie was begging him. "You're going to get help. J-Just hold on okay?"

Kevin stopped listening to everyone. He was blocking out their words with his thoughts of sleeping. He could feel himself being moved from the floor and onto something soft and something get pulled onto his mouth. There wasn't a lot of words coming to him before he forced himself to sleep.

For the first time in a very long time, the town was quiet. So quiet in fact that he was allowed to be let out early to just relax. Keller couldn't be more happy. He decided to pick up Kevin from school that day, instead of just meeting him at Pop's. He brought a thick scarf and a warmer jacket because he knew that his son was probably freezing in this weather. Keller certainly didn't expect what was going to happen when he pulled up to the school's parking lot. There was a small crowd of people surrounding something in the snow. Keller saw red in the white snow and pulled out his gun. He didn't know what might of happened, but he decided to keep an open mind. He ran out of the car and walked over to them. "Archie!" he called over to the first person that he saw. "What's going on?"

"Sheriff Keller!" Cheryl said, running over to him. Everyone looked up and stared at the sheriff with worried eyes. "You... you need to... you-"

Keller suddenly turned over and saw that it was Kevin that everyone was surrounding. His son. Keller threw his gun to the ground and ran down to his son, pulling him into his arms. "Kevin?! Can you hear me?!" he screaming. Kevin was responding at all. He was just muttering and muttering to himself.

"Why didn't you answer the phone?" Cheryl asked.

"I left my phone at home. I'm sorry." he said, holding his son closer in a hope to keep him warm. "What did you do to yourself Kevin?"

The loud sirens of the ambulance finally came after the long agonizing minutes of waiting and worrying about Kevin's health. The dispatcher's hopped out of the ambulance and ran over to Kevin. They pulled an oxygen mask over his mouth and mounted him on the cot. Everyone watched in complete shock and horror as Kevin was pulled away to the hospital. "Sheriff Keller?" Dilton spoke up after the way too long period of silence.

"You all better get home. Get some rest." Keller replied, running over to his patrol car and going inside.

Archie and Betty ran over to the front of his car, trying to prevent him to leave. "Please... wait." Betty called out. Keller, not having the time for the patience to wait for Betty and Archie to move, he drove around them and followed the ambulance to where they were taking his sick son. Cheryl, Moose and Dilton all looked over at Archie and Betty as they just stayed in the school's parking lot. Archie then ran over to his father's truck. "Come on." he called out. "Everyone should fit. Come on. Let's make sure our friend doesn't die."

Thanks for reading and this isn't a one shot. This story will probably be about 5 or 7 chapters long. Be sure to share and review and I'll see you all very very soon!