"Topanga..." Cory moaned from the bathroom. He was hunched over the toilet puking his guts out that Tuesday morning. He looked pale and his cheeks were flushed.

Topanga ran into the bathroom to find him clinging onto the toilet and moaning softly as he held his tummy. "Baby!" Topanga said soothingly going over to his side and patting his back as he threw up.

Cory threw up a few more times before his body began to shake violently. Topanga pulled him into her arms and cradled him almost. "T-Topanga..." Was all he could get out.

"It's ok baby, I'm here." She said softly kissing his forehead. His forehead was burning against her lips. "Aw honey you're burning up." He sighed helping him off the bathroom floor.

He fell into her embrace and was clinging to her tightly as she helped him into bed. "My poor baby isn't feeling well is he?" She asked unbuttoning his flannel to take it off of him.

"Uh-uh." He moaned clenching his eyes.

"I'll be right back baby." She said softly kissing his head as he curled up in a ball.

Topanga returned a few minutes later with Cory's pajamas, ginger ale, aspirin, a thermometer, and a bucket for him to throw up in.

"Is that for me?" He asked wiping his mouth and sitting up.

"Yes baby, now let mommy take your temperature." She smiled placing it in his mouth as she helped him into his pajamas.

The thermometer beeped and he had a fever of 102.4. Topanga frowned when she looked at it and set it on their bedside table.

"I don't think you'll be going to work for a few days honey." She sighed propping his pillow for him.

"But my class..." He began before he turned an awkward shade of green and threw up in the bed. Topanga nearly screamed when he puked.

"Cory!" She said handing him the bucket.

"Sorry." He moaned throwing up again. Topanga motioned for him to get out of bed as she stripped the sheets and comforter. He headed downstairs to the living room to lay down on the couch while she cleaned up the bed.

Cory had a killer migraine and his stomach would not stop churning for anything. He whimpered, wanting Topanga to hold him once more and rub his throbbing head.

About a half hour later Topanga came into the living room to get Cory. "I cleaned the bed baby." She smiled kissing his still burning forehead.

Cory whimpered and crouched into a ball. Topanga hated seeing him like this it hurt her.

"Come on baby lets get you to bed." She said in a soothing tone as she helped him up. They eventually made it back to the bed.

Cory cuddled a pillow and had his bucket close in case he needed to puke again. He felt hot and sweaty and achey as well.

"Topanga..." He moaned once more not knowing how to tell her he needed her affection.

Topanga sighed and crawled onto the bed with him. She ran her fingers through his tight curls and sighed. "What do you need love?" She asked softly.

Cory continued to whimper, shakily reaching for her hand. Topanga held his hand gently in hers and moved closer toward him so she could rub his back. They sat in complete silence for a few minutes.

Their peaceful moment was broken by Cory shooting up and throwing up into his bucket.

"It's ok baby, let it all out." She said softly rubbing his back as he puked. After a couple of minutes he shakily lifted his head and wiped off his mouth. Topanga placed his head on her lap and softly stoked his head to make him feel better.

"I'm so sorry honey..." She cooed softly kissing his head of curls. He whimpered slightly before closing his eyes.

Topanga looked down and noticed Cory was asleep. She smiled and kissed his forehead gently. "Sleep well baby." Topanga whispered as she laid next to him and rubbed his tummy gently.

"I love you." She smiled before drifting off in her own sleep with him wrapped tightly in her loving arms.