A/N: Now that I've done the boring chapter… Onto the fun stuff!

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She didn't wake on the drive back home… to the Sanctuary. Yes he felt like it was home these days. Actually it was more of a home than he had ever experienced before if he was honest. When she still wasn't even stirring as they reached the infirmary The Big Guy shook his shaggy head worriedly. Will felt a shiver of fear at this. The Big Guy had known Magnus longer than any of the others present and if he was as concerned as he appeared… Things may be worse than Will first thought.

"Why don't you two transport the Baktalli into their enclosure?" He suggested to Kate and Henry who were hovering anxiously.

"I'll help you shift them, they are heavy." The Big Guy grumbled. "You know what to do Will?" Will nodded, a little nervous at being left to do it all alone. Was this a test?

Once the others had left the room he gathered everything he would need from the infirmary cupboards. He found he was constantly stopping to check on Magnus and ensuring she was still breathing. It was probably silly but he made sure to clatter around and make a lot more noise than usual, in case it woke her. He really didn't want to mess this up. Why had The Big Guy left him in charge for the first time with Magnus of all people?

He began by placing the digital thermometer into her ear. Her temperature wasn't too high or too low so that was a good sign. He put on the stethoscope and remembered the first time he had put it on and how Magnus had laughed and laughed seeing him put the ear buds in the wrong way. He looked down at her still body and the smile that had begun to tug at his mouth at the memory quickly disappeared. Next he checked her blood pressure - which was perfectly normal as well. He took blood and placed it in the lab next door to be checked by The Big Guy. Anything to do with the lab was not his forte. There was no way he was going to attempt to use the complicated machines in there.

He took a deep breath and decided he had put off examining her for wounds long enough. While they had ascertained on sight that she had no serious injuries he still had to check for any minor injuries that might need tending.

He had seen a lot of her body over time but removing her clothes when she was unconscious felt like an invasion of privacy. He would also have to be blind not to notice how attractive his boss was, which could have made things complicated if his concern for her wellbeing wasn't at the forefront of his mind.

He began by unbuttoning her blouse trying not to touch the bare skin beneath it. He tugged it aside and as quickly as possible checked her upper body for wounds skimming his hands along her soft skin and prodding her gently while keeping an eye on her face in case she woke. Imagine if she woke? How would she feel having Will examine her? He hated waking to find her examining him when he had been knocked out. He knew it was necessary but it was going to take a lot of getting used to – finding yourself in your underwear with someone's eyes on you was really quite disconcerting. He then averted his eyes while he tried to put the blouse back on without looking. Unfortunately that didn't go quite as planned and he managed to button it up completely wrong. So long as she was covered he figured it would do for now.

Now it was time for the part he dreaded the most, removing her skirt and stockings. Unfortunately this was rather awkward. He had to unzip the skirt and shimmy it down her legs and drop it to the floor at the end of the bed. That wasn't too bad. He congratulated himself. But then his eyes fell onto her stocking clad legs… He had thought of her legs at other slightly more appropriate times and felt himself thinking they were rather nice legs. Unfortunately his brain made things worse by reminding him how awkward he is at taking stockings off a live and willing female let alone an unconscious one. He closed his eyes to clear his mind; he didn't need to be thinking like this. He managed to get them off and dropped them along with the skirt. He examined her legs his hands trembling slightly as they reached her inner thighs. Please don't wake up. He found two tiny spots on her inner ankle that looked like simple mosquito bites – though in their world the word "bites" and "simple" probably shouldn't go together… So though they appeared rather innocuous he wasn't going to ignore them. He gently touched the spots to see if they were hot or swollen.

He still didn't think she had been caught unaware by the Baktalli. He couldn't shake that feeling they had missed something and these bites could potentially be it, so far they were the only things that seemed out of place. He decided against putting her stockings back on it seemed like far too much effort. Just as he finished putting her skirt back on The Big Guy returned and mumbled something before heading into the lab - presumably to check her blood.

Will made her comfortable and set up a heart monitor tucking the blankets around her – but not too tight that she would panic if she woke. He ran a finger down her face and stared intently willing her to open her eyes, or make some kind of movement. Nothing happened but he continued to stand watch until his legs ached so badly he had to move.

"Hey, anything…?" Will asked as he sat on a stool in the lab watching The Big Guy look through the blood results. But his eyes still flicked over to the monitor attached to the wall as it showed the feed from the camera in the infirmary.

"Something," he said gruffly.

"Okay…" Will trailed off waiting for The Big Guy to elaborate… But he didn't. "Something – what…?" He prompted.

"I don't know," he admitted. "I think we should give her an MRI, can you bring her through?"

"Sure," he went back in half-hoping in the few seconds between checking the monitor and entering the room she would have woken – but she hadn't. He wheeled her through and helped The Big Guy lift her into the MRI machine. He moved a safe distance away but stayed in the room in case she woke. He couldn't even hear her breathing over the whirring of the machine. He stayed where he was until The Big Guy called him up to the observatory room.

"What is it?" Will asked eyeing the monitor over his shoulder.

"I don't know," oh he was getting so sick of hearing that.

"Helpful," he said sarcastically. The Big Guyd turned and glared at him. He shrunk back against the wall, probably not a good idea to antagonise someone that size. He looked back over at the screen it showed an image of her brain there was something cloudy that didn't look as though it belonged but he really didn't know how to read these scans. He stared helplessly through the window at the MRI machine.

"I think we should take her back to her bedroom," Will said surprising himself as he had barely let the thought settle before he blurted it out.

"Mmph, why…?" The Big Guy asked, but he didn't seem to be disagreeing.

"It just doesn't feel right her being in the infirmary. We can take turns keeping an eye on her until she wakes…"

They made it up as they went really. No one had seen Magnus this ill before. Well not that Will knew of anyway. The Big Guy may have but he wasn't really the talkative kind so if he had he certainly wasn't sharing the experience.

Since they didn't know what was wrong they were going to have to contact Declan and see if he could organise a team of doctors to help them out. While Henry, Kate and The Big Guy left to video-call him Will took first watch on Magnus.

She looked much better tucked up in her bed. She had a large mahogany four poster bed with silky black sheets and a plain red bedcover. He liked her room it was very plain though. Three walls were white and the one her bed was against was the same red as her bedcover. She had matching mahogany bedside tables. She had a window seat with a cosy looking mink blanket folded on one side. He could definitely picture her curled up on her window seat wrapped in the blanket and staring out the window. Before he could really take in the rest of the room Magnus gasped. He quickly stood from the seat he had dragged in and placed beside her bed and watched as her eyes fluttered open. She stared up at him wide-eyed she flung her head side to side as if trying to figure out where she was.

"What are you doing here?" Her voice... What the hell? It was high pitched and… Suddenly he remembered another time he had heard her voice sound like that. They were in a submarine at the time and… He backed away from the bed at the memories. Uh oh…

"GET OUT!" She yelled as she suddenly sat upright her eyes bulging crazily and her hands fisted in her blankets.

"Magnus please… calm down…" He moved forward and reached for her forgetting his released the blanket and slapped his hand away. "You were injured… We are just talking to the doctors now… It's okay…" He realised he didn't sound calm he didn't sound sure of himself… She picked up on this obviously and before he knew it she standing on her bed. He backed away again this time towards her bedroom door. What on earth was going on? She certainly hadn't been infected by the same thing as in the submarine… Had something else infected her? Made her crazy? Before he could back out the door she had launched herself at him and pinned him to the ground her face so close he could feel her hot breath on his lips.

"You don't know what is wrong so don't try and console me!" He wriggled helplessly under her. Now what? How far gone was she? She certainly felt stronger than normal and he could barely move underneath her. Did he risk kicking her? Did he want to kick her? No! But how dangerous was she right now? She was panting a little staring hard into his eyes but she said nothing more and he noticed something… Her eyes were flicking from him and then around the room and every now and again the mask of anger would slip into a terrified expression on her face. Was she fighting the madness? Before he could figure out what to do the door swung open and Henry walked in. He quickly assessed the situation and disappeared slamming the door behind him. What the hell! Was Henry leaving him to… to what? He didn't know. What was she capable of in this state? But within seconds of leaving Henry was back and Magnus hadn't tried anything other than restraining him for reasons still unknown to him.

"Doc…" Henry said as he edged himself through the door and into the bedroom. "You okay?" He asked looking at me and obviously trying to ask me what the hell was going on.

"NO!" She screamed viciously spittle flying from her lips she loosened her grip on him slightly as she turned her attention to Henry and he easily pushed her off and pinned her to the ground. He held her as tightly as he dared and placed a knee on either side of her hips to prevent her getting up.

"Sedative Henry," he said calmly without looking over his shoulder.

"Let me go!" She looked up at Will and he saw the madness trying to get out. "THIS IS HARRASSMENT!" Her tone had gone from angry to yelling in only seconds and he just couldn't keep up. Henry came over and held her legs down as she had begun trying to wiggle out from beneath Will. He felt terrible holding her down like this but it wasn't really her it was just whatever was wrong with her brain… That's what he told himself anyway.

"Kate's bringing the sedative," Henry said. "What the hell happened?"

"She woke up like this," Will said grinding his teeth together and holding on for dear life as she bucked beneath him. Thankfully only moments later Kate entered and as she always did she took in the situation extremely fast and rushed over to them quickly sedating her.

It took mere seconds for her to suddenly stop fighting and slump to the floor. Kate and Henry helped Will get her back into bed then left to update The Big Guy. He sat on the edge of the bed and took her hand in his.

"I'm so sorry Helen," he said softly. He rested his sweaty forehead against their hands and sighed heavily. He hoped they figured out what was wrong and fast!

TBC