Sick day

OK so chapter 2 wasn't planned

Chapter 2

I wake up, not feeling as terrible as I did and I had no idea how long I have slept, but I can still tell that I have a fever and my head still hurts. Still it's not too bad. I stretch a little and wince realizing that I must have slept funny.

As I carefully roll over, trying not to irritate my body any further I notice that Sam is fast asleep in an uncomfortable chair next to my bed. I lay there, staring at her. She didn't have to stay with me. I don't know why she did. I mean, people do call me a sarcastic asshole.

Suddenly I feel a funny sensation in my nose. I take a deep breath which only makes it work. That's when I realized that I had to sneeze. I tried so hard to stop it, but it hits me hard, wracking my whole body with a sharp pain.

It always comes in threes.

The third sneeze startles Sam from her sleep and she sit up quickly.

"Sorry, didn't mean to wake you."

Sam blushes. "No, it's fine. How are you feeling?"

"I'm alright, thanks."

"Is there anything I can get you?"

"No, I'm fine."

We sit there in an awkward silence. I am feel really tired again, but not as crappy. Once again my eyes feel really heavy and once again I fall into a deep sleep. I don't sleep very long and once again I find Sam sitting by my side.

Sam looked up from the book in her lap and smiled. "Hey."

"Hi."

My voice is no longer scratchy and my throat doesn't hurt. Carefully I sit up, feeling slightly dizzy for only a few seconds before regaining my balance. Sam gives me a worried look, but I dismiss it with a wave of my hand.

"Hungry?"

Before I can speak, my stomach voices it's need for food. I blush and Sam suppresses a giggle.

"I'll be right back with some food."

I watch as she gracefully gets up, moving across the room gracefully and leaving the room. I admit, I couldn't help but to watch her leave.

After a few minutes, I lay back down and stare at the grey celling that I have been staring at for a very long time. This war had been going on for a very long time, and I know the ceiling and walls like the back of my hand.

I'm not sure how long she had been away, but I hear footsteps approaching. Turning my head, I see Bernie walking toward me with her dumb mutt.

"Hey how are you feeling?" She asked with a smile.

"…" I shrug causing a shockwave through my body.

Bernie took a seat on the side of my cot and Mac laid down at her feet. There was a moment of silence before she spoke.

"We haven't seen Sam for a while, she must be taking good care of you." An all knowing smile spreads across her face.

I blush and look anywhere but her face, causing her to laugh. I tried to cross my arms across my chest, trying to pull off a pout.

"Poor Blonde."

It wasn't to really annoy me, she really was worried.

I let out a long breath, blowing my bangs a little and giving her a pained look. She laughed and gently patted my shoulder. I'm great full when Sam walks back into the room.

"Hey, Bernie." Sam said cheerful as she quickly crossed the room.

"Sam." Bernie stood, letting Sam sit next to me on the cot.

"Take good care of him."

Sam blushed and we watch as Bernie left, Mac right on her heels. As soon as she walked out the door, we turned to look at each other, our cheeks warm from blushing.

"Here." Her voice was hushed.

"It was only more soup and some stale bread."

"How about some real food?" The complaint left my lips before I can stop it.

"Once you're feeling better." Sam acted as if it wasn't a complaint.

I let out another long sigh and being careful this time, I sit up once more. She giggled as she gently placed the bow of soup in my lap and handed me the spoon.

"Just eat. "

I take the spoon and place it in the steaming liquid. It's still nice and hot. I blow on it a few times, and let the hot liquid wash over my teeth and tongue and slide down my abused throat. I couldn't help out as I let out a long "mmmm" sound. Stopped I looked at Sam who only smiled at me.

For once, I return the smile and go back to eating. Then grabbing the bread, I tear a piece off and dip it into the soup and pop it into my mouth. By the time I finished the bread and the soup, I am glad that she hadn't given me more. I know for sure I would have been really sick.

She reached out, resting her hand on my forehead, feeling for any sign of a fever.

"Your fever is gone. You'll be just fine."

"Thank you Dr. Byrne." It wasn't sarcastic. I was completely serious.

Sam gave me a gentle smile, tilting her head to the side causing her hair to slide to one side.

"What?"

Sam shook her head. "Nothing."

In the little light in the room, I realized, that she is much more beautiful than I realized.

"Baird?"

"Yes?"

Before I knew it, Sam leaned forward and pressed her warm lips against mine. My eyes go wide for a brief second. Then before I could stop myself, my arms wrap around her, pulling her tightly against my body and I return the kiss.

Before I knew it, I was falling in love with the woman I thought I hated.

When we pull away, we're both smiling, gasping for air. No words needed to be side on what we were thinking or how we were feeling and once again our lips met in another passionate kiss.

THE END

OK so I think there was people who wanted another chapter, but this is it. I hope you all liked it.