The hot water roared into the bathtub and steam rose up out like a mushroom cloud. Sasha picked up the container of bubble bath from the side and squeezed until white foamy froth grew and multiplied and the scent of raspberries filled her nostrils.

Keeping her promise, she stepped back into the living room, where Tim had finally noticed he was cold and was huddling on the sofa, teeth chattering.

"Good thing I'm running you a bath then." she smiled,

He looked up, eyes full of anticipation, "Really?"

Sash nodded, "A hot one, with bubbles." and a warm feeling diplated in her stomach when she saw a tired smile break across his ghost-like face.

"Thank you." he said roughly,

Sasha hugged him, "You're gonna be ok." she whispered, a tear trickling down her cheek.

Tim sniffed, "In the end. I hope."

Sasha thumbed away his tears, "Go on, get in."

Tim settled back in the tub, allowing himself to sink into the water and almost be absorted by it, as if he were a sponge. The bubbles covered the water surface, as if a mini, fluffy antarctica had appeared in the bathtub and the smell of raspberries wafted in the air with the steam.

What had happened back there? He just remembered collapsing, roaring at Jay to run and then arriving home. How long had he been gone?

The camera.

He had the camera on him the whole time. It was on. The footage would probably be totally messed up but some things could be plausable there, right?

Tim froze and a cold feeling dropped in his stomach, making him shiver despite how warm he was, the thought of watching the footage, of actually seeing what...what IT had done to him...it was too much to bear for now.

His thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the bathroom door, "Tim?" Sash called, "Are you decent?"

"Er..." Tim looked down at himself, "I'm kinda naked in here," he feebly attempted a joke, "but you can still come in if you really want to."

"Haha." She called back sarcastically, "I mean, are you covered?"

"The bubbles are covering my dick, yes."

Sasha, came in holding two mugs, "I made tea." she stated, holding them up.

Tim relaxed again, "Thanks." he replied taking one of the mugs,

She knealt down, "How are you feeling?"

The corners of Tim's mouth twitched, "Exhausted, confused, a bit scared."

"And physically?"

"Just exhausted, got a pretty big headache." He finished off his sentence with a few coughs, but they weren't as deep as before. "I need a cigarette."

"No you don't." Sasha had been trying to get him to quit for a while, but Tim was prepared to use anything to relax him, even though he knew of the risks.

"I'm just a bit - " Tim raised his hands to cover his nose and mouth as he felt a tickling rush in the back of his sinuses "HEEEEH-TSCHU!" he sneezed, thunderingly as they always were.

"Chilled to the bone, by the sounds of it." Sash giggled, sweeping some hair that had fallen into his eyes with the force of the sneeze, "Bless you."

"Thanks." He sniffled, knowing he needed a tissue, but as his hands were wet from the bathwater, he sniffed and reached for his tea.

"Don't come out until you feel warm enough, ok?" she told him, "You were sodden when you came in. I suppose you thought swimming fully-clothed in winter was a great idea in that state..." she sighed, "You've been through enough, you don't need a cold to deal with now."

"I won't get a cold." Tim scoffed, holding back another sneeze, threatening to well up in his nose.

Sasha raised an eyebrow and exited. As she heard Tim sneeze again, she smirked and went to her room.