Sorry it took so long, to get the next few parts up. Real life sucks and
it kinda got in the way.
Cassie
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Beka awoke in the middle of the night. She didn't really know why, so as she lay in the silence and comfort of a warm pair of arms, she finally heard it.
"Wha?" Dylan asked sleepily as she elbowed him awake and holo Rommie appeared.
"I suggest you check on Cassidie."
"He was on his way." Beka said as he got out of bed.
"Anything in perticular I'm looking for?"
"Look out for the mess. A trip to the med bay is advised in the morning." Rommie said as she winked out of existance.
"Mess? Oh yuck." Beka said, knowing that mess translated into Cass threw up. She got out of bed as well. "You get the bedding, I'll take her." she said. When they got into the room, Cass started crying even harder.
"Hey, it's okay." Dylan said as he balled up the dirty blankets and Beka found fresh clothes.
"Come on," she said as she took her into the bath room. "How do you feel?"
"Hot. And my tummy hurts." she said with a sniffle. "Do I still haveta go and do stuff tomorrow?" she asked as she was stripped and placed in the tub for a quick rinse.
"Of course not!" Beka, a little surprised she would ask such a thing. "You and me are gonna camp out in the big bed again after we see Trance." Beka lifted her out and dressed her again and Cass did nothing but cling to her the whole time.
"I don't wanna go back to bed." she mumbled as the tears started again.
"You'll stay with us anyways." Beka said as she carried her to bed. "Dylan can sleep on the couch if he doesn't like it." she said. Beka tucked the two of them in. "Just, warn us if you have to throw up again ok?" Cassie just nodded and didn't let go of Beka.
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"Being a parent was so much more fun before she got sick." Beka said to Trance the next morning. She had gotten up with Cass twice during the night.
"Think of it as practice." Trance said as she gave Cass another shot and got a few ready for Beka to take with her. "The blue one every four hours to get rid of the fever and the red one if she throws up
again. If it happens more than twice in an hour, bring her back. Other than that, bed rest and plenty of fluids." Trance said. "She has done pretty well though. With all the things Harper brings back with him, I'm really impressed that this is the first time she's really ever been sick."
"That is a good point. Oh well, see ya later, much later I hope." she said.
"Beka?" came a little voice.
"Yeah?"
"I don't wanna be sick any more."
"I know. I don't want you to be sick any more either." she said. The rest of the trip back was spent in silence. "How about a drink, then a bath, then a show?" she asked.
"I'm not thristy." she said. Beka put her on the couch, got a drink anyways.
"Drink it anyways." she said as she put the lid on tight and handed it to her. Cass was none to happy about the lids that were now being put on her cups, but Beka was. She would forget every once and a
while when she was well. When she was sick, it was horrible. The lids saved everybody time, plus, she could carry the drink around with her. Like to the tub, where she was promptly placed. The fever relievers Trance would give worked, but took a while to kick in. They worked faster and longer if you helped them along. Soon the two were back in bed and only left when they absolutely had to.
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"I feel horrible."
"Oh, please tell me you're not getting sick too." Dylan said to Beka. Cass had been well for about a month and he was not eager to repeat the experience, especially since that little get together was coming
up quickly now.
"No. I'm just tired and sore. Your kid won't let me get comfortable anymore." she complained. Junior had been a little slow in the growth department, but had soon caught up when month seven rolled around. The most common complaint now heard was that she missed her ankles, her slip chair and sleeping through the night.
"Two more months." he muttered to her as he pulled her to him and placed a hand on her pregnant stomach. He felt Junior flutter around and soon calm.
"Well, at least some one's going to be well rested." she said with a little chuckle. "This one is going to have more energy then Cassie when Harpers pumped her full of sugar." They both went silent for a
moment then groaned. "We are so screwed." she said.
"Oh well. It will be worth it." she shot him a look. "Trust me."
"And how do you know?" she asked.
"Just a feeling I have."
"Last time you had a feeling, I lost the vacancy sign." she reminded him.
"Well, you're not in danger of that happening this time are you." he said with a smile. He was rewarded with the smack of a pillow for that one.
Cassie
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Beka awoke in the middle of the night. She didn't really know why, so as she lay in the silence and comfort of a warm pair of arms, she finally heard it.
"Wha?" Dylan asked sleepily as she elbowed him awake and holo Rommie appeared.
"I suggest you check on Cassidie."
"He was on his way." Beka said as he got out of bed.
"Anything in perticular I'm looking for?"
"Look out for the mess. A trip to the med bay is advised in the morning." Rommie said as she winked out of existance.
"Mess? Oh yuck." Beka said, knowing that mess translated into Cass threw up. She got out of bed as well. "You get the bedding, I'll take her." she said. When they got into the room, Cass started crying even harder.
"Hey, it's okay." Dylan said as he balled up the dirty blankets and Beka found fresh clothes.
"Come on," she said as she took her into the bath room. "How do you feel?"
"Hot. And my tummy hurts." she said with a sniffle. "Do I still haveta go and do stuff tomorrow?" she asked as she was stripped and placed in the tub for a quick rinse.
"Of course not!" Beka, a little surprised she would ask such a thing. "You and me are gonna camp out in the big bed again after we see Trance." Beka lifted her out and dressed her again and Cass did nothing but cling to her the whole time.
"I don't wanna go back to bed." she mumbled as the tears started again.
"You'll stay with us anyways." Beka said as she carried her to bed. "Dylan can sleep on the couch if he doesn't like it." she said. Beka tucked the two of them in. "Just, warn us if you have to throw up again ok?" Cassie just nodded and didn't let go of Beka.
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"Being a parent was so much more fun before she got sick." Beka said to Trance the next morning. She had gotten up with Cass twice during the night.
"Think of it as practice." Trance said as she gave Cass another shot and got a few ready for Beka to take with her. "The blue one every four hours to get rid of the fever and the red one if she throws up
again. If it happens more than twice in an hour, bring her back. Other than that, bed rest and plenty of fluids." Trance said. "She has done pretty well though. With all the things Harper brings back with him, I'm really impressed that this is the first time she's really ever been sick."
"That is a good point. Oh well, see ya later, much later I hope." she said.
"Beka?" came a little voice.
"Yeah?"
"I don't wanna be sick any more."
"I know. I don't want you to be sick any more either." she said. The rest of the trip back was spent in silence. "How about a drink, then a bath, then a show?" she asked.
"I'm not thristy." she said. Beka put her on the couch, got a drink anyways.
"Drink it anyways." she said as she put the lid on tight and handed it to her. Cass was none to happy about the lids that were now being put on her cups, but Beka was. She would forget every once and a
while when she was well. When she was sick, it was horrible. The lids saved everybody time, plus, she could carry the drink around with her. Like to the tub, where she was promptly placed. The fever relievers Trance would give worked, but took a while to kick in. They worked faster and longer if you helped them along. Soon the two were back in bed and only left when they absolutely had to.
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"I feel horrible."
"Oh, please tell me you're not getting sick too." Dylan said to Beka. Cass had been well for about a month and he was not eager to repeat the experience, especially since that little get together was coming
up quickly now.
"No. I'm just tired and sore. Your kid won't let me get comfortable anymore." she complained. Junior had been a little slow in the growth department, but had soon caught up when month seven rolled around. The most common complaint now heard was that she missed her ankles, her slip chair and sleeping through the night.
"Two more months." he muttered to her as he pulled her to him and placed a hand on her pregnant stomach. He felt Junior flutter around and soon calm.
"Well, at least some one's going to be well rested." she said with a little chuckle. "This one is going to have more energy then Cassie when Harpers pumped her full of sugar." They both went silent for a
moment then groaned. "We are so screwed." she said.
"Oh well. It will be worth it." she shot him a look. "Trust me."
"And how do you know?" she asked.
"Just a feeling I have."
"Last time you had a feeling, I lost the vacancy sign." she reminded him.
"Well, you're not in danger of that happening this time are you." he said with a smile. He was rewarded with the smack of a pillow for that one.