Bradin answered yes in a hoarse tone.

She entered his room.

Ava: "Hey sweetie, how are you feeling?"

Bradin: "I'm fine, I told you this".

Ava: "Uh huh.. the thermometer has all the answers".

Bradin gave her a confused look.

Ava: "Open…" and the thermometer went into his mouth.

She waited till it beeped, and gently took it out and read it.

"102…No competition for you, I'm so sorry Bradin".

Bradin: "That's a lie, I'm fine. I can- and he coughed up a storm.

Ava: "Yeah, what does that say?"

Bradin grunted angrily and put his head on the pillow.

Ava: "I'll be in to check on you in a few minutes. Let me just get everyone else settled".

Bradin nodded.

He picked up the phone and called Sarah back.

Sarah: "Hey, how are you feeling?"

Bradin: "I'm fine, really".

Sarah: "Do you have a fever?"

Bradin: "Yep".

Sarah: "Is it high? Should I come over?"

Bradin: "Yeah, 102. Uh, I don't think my aunt would be to thrilled if I have visitors. It's probably just a cold"

Sarah: "With that kind of fever, I don't think it's just a cold. I'll call you to check on you though! Feel better, and get some rest XO"

Bradin hung up the phone, and lied his head on his pillow. He closed his eyes.