Cade POV
How long did they stay up before deciding to go to sleep?
Looking at Crosshairs and Drift sleeping. J.R. is still asleep, shit. This is not a typical complication, but any life-threatening complication would have been detected in the blood test. The good news is Jamie and Jayce are doing fine with Bumblebee and Hound.
Didn't know Crosshairs and Drift woke up and have been watching me until I heard Crosshairs speak.
"Come on, wake up," he whispered, but the room is quiet that I heard him.
"Come on, let's go see how the others are doing," Drift insisted, but I hear concern in his voice.
Sleep is good for J.R., but this long is concerning. I have been checking in her vitals while she's been asleep. Everything is fine this morning. Her oxygen level is as it should be. I can take her off the oxygen and check her in a couple of hours, but I'm going to sit here instead once I finish what I'm doing. Her wound is healing, and I can take the stitches out, but I'm not going to until she wakes up, and Crosshairs is here. I put the oxygen condenser and mask to the side before wetting a cloth and wiping her face. She finally wakes up as I'm wiping her face. I'm not sure if I should say she just slept for a long time or entered a short coma since I wasn't aggressive as she slept. Her green eyes stared at me, but she said nothing.
"Still out of it? That's ok."
I sent a text to Crosshairs telling him J.R. is awake but to be quiet when he comes in.

Crosshairs POV
"Leave her alone for a while," Drift insisted when I told him the text Cade sent.
"Says the one who couldn't leave his girl alone for long," I teased.
"Couldn't, now she keeps me out of the room all day."
Drift opened the door to Jamie's room, just a little that we hear Jamie, but she doesn't know. It's funny listening to her commentary, but we can't stand here all day.
"See? You know she does that for hours."
Drift wanted to stay with Jayce and give Bumblebee a break. I went back to J.R. I wanted to ask Cade why J.R. slept for so long, but I don't want to hear that she was in a coma. I'll be happy she woke up.

Good to hear J.R.'s fever went down. I joked how we should have tried the wet cloth sooner. Doubt that's what got the fever down from 39° to 38°. I waited thirty minutes before trying to get J.R. to eat, but before I could get her to sit up, she threw up all over herself. Like she's not embarrassed enough about how much we're taking care of her. Damn it, and I don't want to have to help her with a bath.

Crosshairs: you think Jayce will be ok hearing J.R. threw up all over herself? She needs a bath after that.
Drift: you've already seen her naked and Jayce.
Not the reply I was looking for, Drift.
Drift: will be down to help

I tell J.R. what we're going to do, she does not like it knowing how uncomfortable she'll be, and she hasn't had the medication for nausea.
Cade puts the blankets in a trash bag to carry to the house. I have to take her shirt off. She's not liking how freezing she is more than I'm seeing her half-naked.
"Maybe the stretcher would be easier?" Cade suggests, "it'll at least keep her warm."
The layout of the house is terrible. I'd still have to carry J.R. to the bathroom, but It'll make the walk to the house easier. I explained to Jayce what I wanted to do. I knew J.R. wouldn't like what I wanted to do. Even with her fever going down, she still feels like shit.
"Get a chair and put it in the shower," Jayce suggests, "you have to, J.R., you threw up all over yourself."
Good, you help her, Jayce.

Jayce POV
No matter what we do, J.R. will be uncomfortable, even if she just had to change her clothes - or more like Crosshairs had to. Good thing you kept the IV in, Cade.
I covered it to protect it from the water before taking the rest of her clothes off and wrapping her in a towel to limit how much Crosshairs has to see her naked. J.R. is getting agitated as I'm doing this.
Damn, this infection made her very sick.
"I know, a tough warrior like you hates this. Hey, maybe this will teach you getting help is good."
I couldn't believe how limp J.R. is. Feeling dizzy and nauseous isn't helping.
"Come on, help me, you're heavy."
"Put me down," J.R. cried, tears rolling down her face.
Sorry but you need a shower. A bath might have been better if we had a tub here. No way she'd like the quick trip to the house.

One hour later

"You sure she's fine?" I asked Cade once we finished with J.R.
"I showed you the last blood test Bulma did, that was yesterday. She would have found something."
This is true, but why is J.R. this sick? Unless all this time, the infection has been in her blood, damn it. How could we miss that? Cade must know but decided not to tell the rest of us. It's not the worst, but still worse than an infection under the skin.

J.R. POV
This is so embarrassing; I'm too dizzy to do anything without help and keep throwing up.
"Cade lied, I'm not getting better," I mumbled.
"You are," I hear Cade say before he sits next to Crosshairs, "the fever is going down. At least you can drink the nutrition drink without throwing up."
He gets up and leaves the room.
Jayce comes in ten minutes later with a bowl with a little oatmeal.
"After this morning, I don't think food is a good idea," Crosshairs tells her, "you know I'll take care of her."
Jayce stays and eats the oatmeal. I can tell by Crosshairs' expression he's wondering if Jayce ate before she came in or not.
I'm feeling dizzy, but I don't want to move even though lying down helps with the dizziness.
"You thought I wouldn't notice you're feeling dizzy?" Crosshairs says as he stands up and lays me in bed and covering me with the blankets.
"Come on," Crosshairs has Jayce leave the room, and I soon fall asleep.

Jamie POV
I heard J.R. was moved to the sort of guest bedroom. She's asleep when I walk in.
You've been sleeping a lot. Am I not being told how sick you are? Jayce will know.
"She's getting better. You remember sometimes you'd feel dizzy and nauseous pretty much until your cold passed. Course, how we're on the unusual side of things medically doesn't help."
Jayce isn't lying, though I don't throw up like J.R. is when I was sick. With that, I leave the room and go back to work.

Five hours later

We're all watching T.V. though I worry J.R. makes herself feel awful to spend time with us. Crosshairs doesn't seem too concerned though she looks awful from where I'm sitting. As far as I know, she's had nothing and slept all day. The others don't seem concerned. J.R. lasted an hour before Crosshairs noticed she was uncomfortable. No one stopped me from going with him. Instead, Cade and Drift went with him. I know J.R. does not like how much help she needs. All this from an accident, damn. Why didn't you tell me? I could have helped. Could I have prevented an infection? Hard to say if the blade was dirty.
Drift and I stood by the door as Crosshairs tried to get J.R. to drink.
She's that sick that she can only stomach nutrition drinks? Damn.
She's fighting Crosshairs cause she hates throwing up in front of him. Maybe my being here isn't helping.
"What's wrong?" Jayce asks, seeing me walk back to the couch. I tell her how I might keep J.R. from drinking since she's embarrassed as I sit beside her. I know she's getting better, but damn I can't believe she's that sick.