I wrapped my arm around his middle, "Come lay down."

He nodded slowly and moved towards the couch, where he proceeded to curl up into the fetal position once more. I placed the small anti-diarrheal tablets in his hand and raised the glass of water to his lips. "Small sips, Finn." He raised his head slightly as to not spill the water on himself and swallowed the small pills with a grimace. I put the glass back on the coffee table and kissed him on the forehead. "Try to get some sleep."

By noon, Finn was still asleep and he hadn't been sick in a while so I figured he would need something to eat. I made him a plate of dried toast and heated up some chicken broth hoping that would be gentle enough on his stomach. I set the food on the table and gently shook his shoulder. "Finnn." I whispered.

He opened his eyes groggily and gave me a small smile. "Rach." He said hoarsely.

"I made you some soup. Do you want to sit up and try some?"

He gave me a small nod and lifted himself up by the arm of the couch. I placed the warm bowl of broth on his lap and was happy to see him taking small sips and nibble on the toast. However, half way through the bowl of broth he quickly passed the bowl to me and grabbed the bucket. Assuming what was coming next I set the bowl down and walked up behind him, as he looked sickly into the bucket. "Just let it come. You will feel better." I said rubbing my palms up the middle of his back. He gave a small whimper just before the soup and toast made it back into the bucket. He stopped heaving and kept the bucket under his chin. "Finn?"

He sobbed. "Rachel, I hate t-this."

I gave him a sympathetic look and placed my hand on his forehead. I sucked in at my teeth "Finn your fever is going back up."

He groaned, which brought on another gag. He put the bucket down on the floor and grabbed at his aching tummy.

I frowned. "Finn I think we need to get you in a cold bath; get that fever down."

He shook his head forlornly. " Finn, I know you don't feel good but, if we get you cooled down it may make you feel a little better." I said trying to convince him.

He looked up at me and nodded. "Okay."

I gave him a small smile and gave him my hand. We walked slowly to the bathroom. I set him down on the edge of the tub and slid his pants and shirt off and ran the water. Him sitting on the edge, his arms wrapped around his stomach almost gave him a childlike look. I wrapped my arms around his broad shoulders and tucked my head into the crook of his neck. "Let's get you in the bath, okay?

He slid into the cold water and immediately started shivering. "It's c-c-cold R-Rach." He said sadly.

"Just ten minutes I promise." I said rubbing my hand down his arm and intertwining my fingers with his.

He closed his eyes and leaned his head back gritting his chattering teeth.

I ruffled his hair with my free hand and glanced at the clock, making sure he wasn't forced to stay in there more than he wanted to. By the time ten minutes was up I wrapped him up in a towel and brought him to the bed so I could find him some clean sweats. I slipped the pants over his knees and up his leg. I giggled, "Finn lift your butt up, I can't get your sweatpants on."

He gave me a halfhearted laugh and raised his body slightly so I could get his pants on. I pulled a blanket over him, which he gratefully pulled up to his chin. I put my hand at his forehead, glad to know that his fever seemed to have decreased slightly. "Now get some rest, baby."

"Rachel?"

"Yes?"

"Will you lay with me?" he said already closing his eyes.

I smiled and crawled in behind him wrapping my arms around his belly. "Now get some sleep Finn."