Rose woke up screaming. Starrk fell off the bed and the door slammed open, revealing Aizen. Aizen walked over and grabbed her shoulder. "Rose," he said sternly, "Rose, wake up."
She opened her eyes and looked at him. She shook as she said, "Ai-aizen?"
"Yes. It's me, Rose."
She cried and hugged him tightly. He wrapped his arms around her and looked at Starrk. The fallen espada looked at Aizen and held his hands up as if saying, 'I didn't do anything.'
Aizen silently told him to get out and Starrk did. "Did you have a bad dream?" She nodded and Aizen pulled a black notebook out from between the matresses and handed it to her, along with a pen. "Write it down, that way it can't come back."
She turned in his embrace, so her back was against his chest and the notebook was in Aizen's hands, holding it for her. She flipped it to a blank page and started writing, while he read over her shoulder.
'It was dark. Then I saw each espada appear along with, Gin, Tousen, and Aizen. They all looked at me and started insulting me over and over, again and again. Then I was in the meeting room and everybody was dead. Aizen was the only one alive. He looked at me and said that I was too weak before killing me as well. I hope it never comes true.'
She closed it and stuffed it back into it's place. She started wiping her face clean of any tears and shakily stood. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just... a little... shakey." She fainted and Aizen caught her. He felt her forehead and cursed before setting her down and walking quickly out the room.
He found Szayel in the kitchen, cooking french toast. The pink haired espada looked at him. "What's wrong with Rose? She normally would be here by now."
"She's sick."
That was all it took. Szayel moved the pan off the eye and followed Aizen to Rose.
Szayel looked at Aizen. "I thought she couldn't get sick with all those oranges she eats."
"Apparently she can. The oranges only strengthed her immune system, not make it impossible to get sick."
They stepped in the room and saw a puddle of puke beside the bed. Rose was heaving above it, holding her hair back. She moaned and fell back onto the bed. Szayel walked over and, avoiding the puke, felt her forehead with the back of his gloved hand.
He immediatly pulled it back. "She's burning up. Rose, can you hear me?" She looked at him with dull green eyes and slowly nodded. "Good. I'm going to take you to my lab, okay?" Another nod. "I'm going to use sonido, can you handle it?" Nod. "Okay. Hold onto my neck. Lord Aizen, I will need you to find me a small tank top and a pair of shorts for her to change in to."
Aizen nodded and started digging through Rose's clothes' as Szayel left with Rose in his arms.