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Kick had a terrible fever and Kendal's fears grew with each passing moment. She tore off part of her shirt and used it to cool his head. She tried to make sense of the symptoms; he had vomited earlier, this joints gave in, the fever, headache. She had a hunch but she needed to check for any insect bites to be certain. She was embarrassed at the fact that she would be stripping Kick but it had to be done; his life depended on it. "Think of the greater good Kendal, get your mind out of the gutter." She mentally kicked herself. She carefully lifted his shirt; the first thing she registered was his abs. She had the urge just to feel them, knowing that this was the closest she would ever get to him; she quickly snapped out of her dilemma when Kick moaned. She quickly scanned his body and found nothing unusual. She checked his limbs and found nothing and then she spotted a red bite on his neck. "Looks like a mosquito bite." She thought. "But mosquito bites don't usually cause such symptoms unless…." She looked down at him wide eyed. "Unless it's dengue fever" she whispered.
Kendal, being Kendal, had done her homework before boarding the ship. She familiarised herself with the different types of sicknesses found in tropical areas; from symptoms to treatments. "Why did we have be to stuck on this God forsaken island? I need to get you to a doctor asap." She mumbled as she paced frantically. "Come on Kendal; think! What was commonly used as an antidote?" she thought hard. She looked up at the trees and found coconut trees; "Papayas" she screeched. "Yes, that's it! Young papaya leaves were crushed and the juices fed to the sick." She said as she looked down at Kick. She sat down near Kick and dabbed his head with the wet cloth. "I can't leave you now, I'll leave first thing in the morning." She whispered as she placed a kiss on his forehead.
At the break of dawn, Kendal left in search of papaya trees. She grabbed a stick and made off into the thick jungle. She was treading carefully through the bush what felt like hours and then she finally spotted it, a young papaya tree, not much taller than her. She quickly grabbed the younger leaves and picked two ripe papayas and then made her way back towards their camp. She found a coconut which she picked; she knew that its shell would make a good mortar. As she approached the shore, she saw Kick was still tossing restlessly. She quickly picked up a fine rock and hurried to the water and washed the leaves and the rock. She then quickly bashed the leaves and squeezed the juice into the other half of the coconut shell. She hurried to Kick; "Kick wake up, here, I need you to drink this. It's going to help with the fever and pain" she said lifting Kick's head. Kick awoke, his eyes bloodshot, sweat dripping down his head. It was not the Kick that Kendal knew. "Here drink this, it's not going taste good, but it's going to help" she cooed.
He took a sip and choked, Kendal quickly left the shell down as he held Kick in sitting position. "It's going to be okay, Kick" she said as she rubbed his back. "Here, finish this" she said giving him the reminder of the juice. After he drank the juice, Kendal laid him back down to rest.
She realised it's getting hot quick and that they where vulnerable to the suns scorching rays. She got up and searched the shore for washed up debris. It seems luck was on her side, she managed to find fishing line amongst other things.
She dragged the stuff to camp site. She broke off four sticks. She dug holes to plant the sticks in, after which she tied the line and then placed the palms on the structure. It wasn't the prettiest, but it would do the job, for now. She ushered Kick into the structure. He was a lot calmer after he drank the juice. She was relieved that it was working.
After checking up on Kick, Kendal knew that without water Kick and she would surely die but right now Kick needed it more than her. He was getting dehydrated from the fever and it made her anxious so she decided to take a walk along the shore just to clear her head. She strolled along the endless shoreline just looking out at see, letting the warm waters touch her feet. She found a few other useful items along the way. After an hour if walking she made her way back to camp.
Kick was still out; she decided to pick more papaya leaves for Kick. She hiked inland towards the papaya tree. She took in her surroundings as she picked the leaves; it was then that she realised that the island was indeed beautiful. So spotted a few peacocks; so blue, proud and beautiful. She never knew that there were places in the world still untouched by man. She admired the beauty of nature as she walked further inland; when she heard something, it sounded like distant roaring. Curiosity got the better of her as she walked towards the sound.
She came to a stream; she continued to walk further upstream as the sound got louder. Finally she came to a clearing and when she looked up, she found a beautiful waterfall. I was like something out of a fairytale, so majestic. She got closer and the water was crystal clear. She bent down and scooped some water in took a sip. It tasted as though it were spring water. She needed to get Kick here and soon; so she hurried back to the camp. "Kick, Kick, can you hear me?" she cooed. He moaned. "Good, I need for you to get up. I found us water and need you to come with me" she said. He opened his eyes groggily. "Okay" he agreed. Kendal helped him up as they made their way towards the waterfall.
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