Sorry it took me so long to update. My computer finally died, so we had to get a new one. This one's kind of like last week's except the roles are reversed. Enjoy!

No Zach

Zach sat in bed, feeling like the worst boyfriend ever. He had to cancel on Cammie the at the last-minute due to him catching her old cold.

Well, cancel is a bad word for it. He just didn't show up and then his phone died and he was too tired to drag himself over to his computer to email her.

About a half hour after this, Cammie came pounding on the door. He was a trained spy, but he left it unlocked because he knew this was going to happen.

She burst through his apartment, calling his name with rage his apartment. She finally came to his room.

Throwing the door open, she started to yell. "Zachary Goode, you let me, sitting in that restaurant like an idiot-" she cut off when she took in his appearance. The bowl next to his bed, the wadded-up tissues, and all the blankets piled on top of him gave his condition away. "Zach, what's wrong?"

She came to sit on the other side of the queen-sized bed, but Zach tried to shoo her away. She got her hand to his forehead and felt the burning sensation of his fever. "Zach, why didn't you tell me you were sick?"

"It just happened," he moaned. "Stay away, I feel terrible."

Cammie smiled sadly. "If you think I'm going to do that, you're an idiot."

He turned his body to face away from her. He really didn't want to get her sick again. "Go away."

She chuckled a little. "What hurts."

Zach sighed in defeat, not having the energy to argue. "I keep getting really hot and then really cold." He threw off the cover. "really hot at the moment.

Cammie stared at his shirtless form. "Even when you're sick you are so darn sexy."

He let out a weak laugh. "Love you too."

She sat up from the bed, her back resting against the backboard. "Come here Goode."

Zach rolled back over and laid his head in her lap. She stroked his hair and soothed him. Her presence was enough for him to fall quickly asleep, loving the warmth and love she transferred to him.

The next morning.

Zach curled up in the side of Cammie's car. They had just finished their doctor's appointment. "I totally got you sick."

"At least it's not the Mumps."

"No Zach, just no."