Chapter 13

"Good morning Cass!" Kalub sang as she stumbled out of her room as he was walking by. "Ho are you feeling?" He asked as if he was the happiest man alive. She grinned but still coughed. His smile faded as he marched her back inside and to her bed. "Lord you've really messed this place up." "I don't care..." She mumbled trying to get up but Kalub took his thumb and pressed her to the bed. Knowing she was unable to get up. "I'm sorry honey, I'm a doctor and I know what's best. So John is gonna have to come baby sit again huh?" She coughed and he grabbed a trash can and gave it to her. She threw up and Kalub held her hair back. He took the trash can and helped her lay down. "Please rest Cass, we need you better for this mission. Here, Ill clean this place up a bit and get your new bed sheets, laying in those wont help." He smiled and got her house cleaned up. All if was, was tissues everywhere and clothes scattered do to the lack of energy. Her bunk was always clean and nice. But he knew she was very sick now looking at the floor.

"Please don't Kalub, I don't wanna feel even more useless," She coughed as he smiled patting her back as she turned facing the window that was closed so the room was darker. She was watching tv but the cable went out so she was laying there too tired to move until she made it to the door to get John. Kalub was sadly better at this stuff due to him of course being doctor. She smiled softly wiping her nose and coughed her stomach was numb now due to all the pain. After Kalub was done cleaning up the small mess, he helped her sit up and took her shirt off. "Oh wow honey, we need to take you bra shopping. And by we I mean my wifey, I'm not going in that place and you all cant make me." She laughed until the cough was too strong. He still smiled. lets be honest I've seen you ass- naked before," He laughed. "Take that small thing off and Ill get you a comfy big shirt." He turned on his heels after standing to get her a shirt. she slid it off as someone walked through the door. She covered herself in blankets and left her back bare. She was coughing again and she hood boots being kicked off like they were going into their own home. She was coughing so hard she closed her eyes and when she calmed down she felt an ice cold hand on her bare back. She looked up to meet those ocean blue eyes. as he said the word Hi the H carried the smell of mint. John. She smiled at him softly as he crawled into the bed usually on the left side but today he wanted the right side of the bed. She didn't care.

Kalub walked back in with a large shirt and smiled seeing John as there. "He see your huge things?" He teased and Cassandra flushed. John looked puzzled and the looked at her back noticing she was not wearing anything. He stood quickly red faced. "I didn't even notice she was, sorry" He turned his back to them and Kalub laughed as he helped Cassandra put the shirt on, she was so weak she could barley move. Kalub hated seeing her this way, she was a fighter and a damned good one. She would never give up. That's why he was in a way proud to see her walk out of the house let alone sit up in the bed. It must have hurt her badly. "Cass, please, for your brother, rest, you don't want to be put on leave..." Cassandras eyes snapped open. "I'm not going anywhere." Kalub smiled. "I know, then rest" He ordered and she sighed and coughed nodding unable to talk due to the coughing. Kalub patted John shoulder and he turned around to see Cassandra in a pitch black shirt with short male boxers on. She looked beautiful yeah awful. His heart snapped at the way she looked. Kalub had a hand on Johns shoulder as they both noticed she was already fast asleep. Kalub held up a small needle "Need to be sure she rest this off..." His evil grin worried John yet he laughed at Kalub and parted. "She'll wake up soon, just needed someone here to watch her, and make sure shes resting. RESTING JOHN." He made that face and John chuckled, "I aint gonna do nothing to her I don't want her brother coming after me, not after what ive seen him do I don't wanna die." They both shared a laugh and a small talk before he left to go get her medicine and get his work done.

john got in his spot on the left side and flipped through the now working cable stations. He pulled Cass to his chest so she'd sleep better. He was happy he got to be with her. He yawned softly and closed his eyes resting his head to hers. The smell of her made him remember the smell of her in his bed in Russia. He kept that smell for two months then it vanished with the smell of Chloe. He hated her and was still unable to say to right amount of sorrys to Cassandra. She was so good to him he didn't know what hed do if he was to be with her. He wasn't good enough for her and really no one was. Everyone knew but still wanted that one chance. He drifted to sleep thinking about Cassandra Becket Price.

He woke up to a lot of movement and he instantly grabbed Cassandra who was almost out of bed, his eyes still closed he pulled her to him and she huffed. "Let me go, I need to pee." She said and he smiled. "what's the magic words." She looked at him while his eyes were closed and she huffed again, "Pretty please." He let her hip go and he sat up instantly. "Do you need help getting there?" He asked sympathetic but knew she would decline. She was John Price's daughter alright even without the blood. "I think I can...but..." She managed to say and he leaned forward to hear her. "I may, just this once." She said soundin defeated as he helped her. He left the bathroom and laid back down and waited to help her out. He closed his eyes again to return to his small daydream.

Cassandra stood there in the mirror and wanted to fall down. It too all her strength to stand still and brush her hair. He brushed out the two-day tangles and changed into a tank top and short shorts. She was too tired to care it didn't match. It was a red tank top and dark green plaid short shorts. They were a little too short for her liking but she didn't care to change. She opened the door to find John standing there waiting. She couldn't help but smile. "John I've got it-" He picked her up bridal style. "JOHN!" She tried to scream but failed he didn't make any emotion as he walked to the bed and laid her down. "Thank you." She blushed and grabbed a light blanket. He covered her legs but he quickly found that you do not cover her legs. He smiled seeing she liked only her stomach covered. "No wonder your sick." He teased and lays back down. He was in his Military pants and a tight white shirt. She could see the veins in his arms and see every muscle in his chest through the shirt. His dog tags around his neck giving to him by Price when he and Andrew got back.

Cassandra coughed and turned to face John who had his back against the head bored and was watching TV. She watched him a few moments before he bite his lower lip and Cassandra caught her breath and her heart raced. His pouty lip engulfed by his white strong straight teeth. "You like looking at me don't you?" He teased softly and she looked away. He smiled and inched his back down to lay on the bed and he turned to his side and lifted her chin to look at him. "I never said stop, I kinda like it." He made a face and Cassandra chuckled softly and looked at him. He tucked a hair behind her ear. "You look beautiful today, ya know." His Scottish accent sending child through her body. Her checks became red hot and she bite her lip. He softly took his finger and pressed it to her lip causing her to stop biting it. "No one can bite your lip, but me." He smiled and leaned close and kisses her softly. She was scared he would get sick but in the moment she didn't care. He held her close and pulled away enough to see her. "Rest now, you need to be ready for the mission and you needn't be sick." She smiled and curled into him and rested her head on his chest. He relaxed enough to let her and she drew softly pictures on his chest as they both drifted to sleep.

John woke up to find himself in an empty bed. He heard the sound of a shower but he made no effort to move from there. He smiled looking over to see the indentions where Cassandra laid the night before. He had never slept so good in his life. He turned to his stomach and smelled the sweet scent on the pillow and smiled. He heard her singing and shot his head up instantly. She sang too? He got straight up out of bed and rushed to the door. Fog rolled out into the bedroom as she cracked the door open. He leaned his ear between the door frame and door and listened to her. She sounded a lot better from yesterday, but wow. He voice sent chills to his arms.

"It's like I'm looking from the distance standing in the background, everybody's saying "He's not coming home now." This can't be happening to me... This is just a dream..." His whole body ran up and down with child. She sounded so perfect and hit every single note on key without music. He sighed and smiled listening to her. She sang Just A Dream, Toy guns, and another one he wasn't sure the name of the song but it sounded really nice. He leaned against the door and forgot it was already open. "WOAH." He stumbled in the bathroom and stayed on his feet. He looked up to see her standing in a towel red faced. "Umm... Hi John." She said standing like a deer in head lights. "Um, hello." He kept his face down to the floor instantly after looking at her. He blushed and turned on his heels and fled.

She smiled softly and then froze. Was he listening to her sing? Or was he spying? Either way she was embarrassed and got ready. She was feeling a lot better, still a little stuffy but ready to get the information and ready to get the gear and the her men ready. Once she was ready, she stepped out of the bathroom to find John laying on his stomach in the bed shirtless. She smiled and softly went to him. Her camo cargo pants and a black tank top and wet hair, made her look like a goddess. She slowly tiptoed to him and in a swift moment, she pounced on top of him only to find he was already turned over. She landed on his chest and he made a soft grunt as he went wrapped his massive arms around her. She smiled and pressed her forehead to his. "So, spying on me huh?" She asked him as his face got red. "N-No I was just. I- I heard you singing and I couldn't hear good from the bed." He blushed and looked at her. "Sorry, I didn't mean to open the door, I just wanted to hear your beautiful voice." He smiled and pressed his lips to her. "I don't know why you would do that, I'm not that good at singing-" "Yeah she is." Andrew said dropping a huge bag on the couch looking at them curled together.(Okay, so I kinda gathered I confused some people. So in this bunk house. All it is, is a huge room. the kitchen, living room and bedroom are on room and the bathroom is another. the couch is in the middle of the room and the kitchen behind it. The bed is in the back corner of the room. So when I say they can see eachother now you kinda aren't confused :) BACK TO THE STORY :D...). Cassandra quickly got up and they both blushed as John sat up, his dogtags making a soft dangling sound as he sat straight up.

"Hey Andrew," She walked to him but he stepped towards the door and she felt bad, he faked a quick, non happy smile and lowered his tone, defensively. "Look, sorry I barged in but you said I was always welcome, may bad, wont happen again. But here, this is the gear you'll be wearing, I ain't getting your lover gear he may not be going." He turned on his heels before she could say a word. "Andrew, he's not-" He shut the door and John walked behind her and touched her shoulder. "Sorry, I didn't know, he-" Cassandra turned around and smiled. "No, its fine don't be, you have nothing to worry about." She got to her tippy toes and kissed him sweetly. "Wow." He said and she blushed. "What?" He smiled and kissed her again. "That, its beautiful." She softly pushed him back and grabbed the bag. "Lets get'er goin." She said and went to the bathroom to get dressed. John sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the door. "Well, shit." he thought about Andrew and sighed laying back. "I got a hell-of a lot of competition..."