When Dick woke up he was covered in vomit. Jason was cleaning Damian up.
"Grayson, go take a shower, okay?" Dick tried to get up, but couldn't. Jason laid Damian in his crib and helped Dick out of bed and into the bathroom. Jason started the shower and took Dick's shirt off and went to do laundry Dick took a shower. He dried off, got dressed, and went back to bed. There was medicine and a bowl of soup waiting for him. He laid down.
"No take your medicine and eat first. It will help you feel better."
"C'mon Todd, I just want to sleep."
"Grayson I'm going to call Bruce…just eat and take your medicine, then you can go to sleep."
"Jason, please?"
"Don't you dare give me those puppy dog eyes."
"Fine whatever," He took his medicine and ate. Then he fell asleep. Jason went downstairs and took care of the baby. Jason was sick but he knew he would have to take care of the others. He took medicine and helped Tim eat. Dick came down.
"You're sick too. I want to help."
"No go back to bed."
"Todd, I'm going to help."
"No Grayson, I swear if you don't…"
"Are you okay?" Dick helped Jason sit down.
"Go to sleep."
"Grayson I swear I hate you," he mumbled and drifted off to sleep.
"I hate you too Todd," Dick whispered and put a wet cloth on Tim's forehead.
"When will Daddy be home?" Tim asked.
"Soon little guy, just go to sleep. Okay?"
"Okay." Tim fell asleep. Damian climbed out of his crib and came downstairs and sat in front of the fridge. He did this when he wanted a bottle. Dick saw this and warmed a bottle of milk up and gave it to him. Dick picked Damian up and took him to his room. He sat down in the rocking chair and told Damian a story. Damian giggled.