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PART 2:

"AHTCHOOOO!" A huge sneeze erupted from Harry. He groaned. Kathryn was ecstatic.

"Choo! Hetchoo! Chee! Ehtishoo!" Harry sneezed several times in the next hours. He woke up coughing more times than Kathryn could count. She winced and held him, rubbing his back each time he did. Kathryn held him through another nightmare. He relaxed, and slept peacefully. She rested her hand on his forehead. He was drenched in sweat. She smiled with relief. His fever had broken.

She let herself fall asleep. She woke to find Harry awake and reading in his bed, sniffling. He looked up, startled when she entered the room. He hopped to his feet, at attention, and then coughed harshly, doubling over. Kathryn caught him by the shoulders. "Back in bed with you, Ensign." Harry nodded, and allowed himself to be tucked in once more.

Kathryn looked him over, "How are you feeling?"

"I'b" Harry was about to say fine when he caught Kathryn's expression, "I feel lousy."

Kathryn nodded, "What's the last thing you remember, Harry?"

Harry thought hard for a moment, "You called me into your ready room." Kathryn nodded and told him what had happened, leaving out his nightmares. He blushed deeply, finding out that his Captain had cared for him.

Kathryn smiled and stood to leave, "I'll be by to see you later, Harry, get some rest. You gave me quite a scare." Harry nodded, a little guiltily.

Kathryn stood outside sickbay for a moment, and then entered. The Doctor headed right over, "Captain, what can I do for you?"

"I came to talk to you about Harry Kim." Kathryn replied.

The Doctor nodded, "What about him?"

"He claims he came in here a few days ago, and you threw him out."

The Doctor nodded again, "I was busy, and he did not appear ill or injured."

Fury filled the Captain's face. "Not ill? Doctor! Harry nearly collapsed on the bridge! He's been ill for five days! His fever got so high last night he was delirious!"

The Doctor's eyes widened. "How is he now?"

Kathryn's eyes flashed red, "Miserable, but refusing to come to see you. His fever broke last night, thank god."

A guilty look crossed the Doctor's face. "I didn't know."

"No. You didn't. But you would have, if you had merely taken two seconds to scan him! You could have prevented a lot of misery for him!" Suddenly her expression fell, and she appeared on the verge of tears, but when she spoke her voice was steady, "Doctor, I thought I lost him last night. He barely recognized me. He was having fits of panic."

The guilty look returned to the Doctor's face. "I would like to examine him."

Kathryn shook her head, "He won't let you. I think it'll be a while before you regain his trust, Doctor. I'll be launching a full investigation soon. " With those words, she left.

Kathryn sank into her chair on the bridge. She had a headache, but that was understandable.

Kathryn headed for Harry's quarters after her shift. She found Harry sitting up in bed, looking much better, reading. She heard the occasional sniffle, but nothing other than that. "Harry?"

Harry, once again, shot to his feet at attention. Kathryn shook her head, "You really need to stop doing that." Harry grinned sheepishly and sat back down. "How are you feeling?"

"Much better, Captain, thank you."

Kathryn eyed him closely. She had to admit, he did look much better. "You're off another day." Harry opened his mouth to argue, "No buts!" Harry closed his mouth again.

Kathryn nodded to him and almost ran from the room. A guilty look crossed Harry's face when he heard, "EhtchiCHOO!" from the other room. Kathryn returned to Harry's room.

"Captain, I," Harry started, to be stopped by Kathryn's hand being held up.

"Nope. I don't want to hear it Harry. You were ill, that is not something you can Hitesh! Sorry, not something you can control." She sniffled. Harry held out the tissue box. She grabbed one and blew her nose. She coughed.

"I think I'm going to go see the Doctor, Harry."

Harry nodded, "Feel better, Captain. I am sorry."

As she left, Harry heard faint sneezes.

Kathryn arrived in sickbay sniffling and coughing. The Doctor rushed her to a biobed and scanned her. He hurried off and grabbed a hypospray. He injected it into her, and immediately she felt better. "What was it, Doctor?"

"A strain of flu-like virus that had crossbred with a cold, I've had a few patients, and managed to create a cure quickly."

"Thank you Doctor." He nodded, and she left.

In her quarters, Kathryn pondered ways to bring up Harry's nightmares. She wanted to help him, but she wasn't sure how to begin.

The following day Harry was at his station early, grumbling under his breath about the changes that had been made in his absence.

A/N: There it is. Part Two. I have another few chapters of this if anyone is interested.