Kay stood in the shower holding Elle for what felt like hours. He slowly rocked her in his arms, humming a soft lullaby as the spray ran over them, cooling her skin.
"Is the shower helping any?" Jay asked as he came in to check on them.
"Can't really tell and I don't want to get her out of here to check," Kay told him. "She's comfortable anyway. That's something to be grateful for." He stared down at her, looking for any signs of improvement. The tension had left her face and she was breathing softly, in a deep sleep.
"Can I do something to help?" Jay asked. He hated just standing there and watching. It made him feel so helpless.
"Go and get some soup heated." Kay told him. "We'll need to get some food into her soon so she doesn't get too weak."
A few minutes after Jay had left the room, Elle sighed a bit and snuggled up to Kay. Her eyelids slowly fluttered open and she looked up at him. Her eyes didn't show any sign of the fever that had been there before, he noted. That was hopefully a good sign.
"Kay?" Elle whispered as she slowly reached up, brushing her fingers against his face.
"I'm right here. How are you feeling?" he asked.
"Better." She reached out, wrapping her arms around his neck, drawing him towards her. A moment later,her soft lips were pressed against his. Gently kissing him.
"Elle, you shouldn't be doing this right now," Kay whispered. He didn't end the kiss, though. "You're very sick right now." Her fingers ran through his hair as she pressed soft kisses onto his neck, the kisses sending a sudden warmth through his body as he lips came into contact with the pulsing vessels in his neck. "You need to save your strength." He leaned down, his lips pressing against her neck as she continued to kiss him.
"Soup's..." Jay started to say as he opened the door only to quickly shut it again when he saw what was going on. "Soup's not quiet done yet!" He didn't even want to know what was going on this time.
"Let's get you back into bed," Kay said as he stepped out of the shower and carried her back into the bedroom, water dripping behind them all the way. He quickly dried her off and eased her back into the nightshirt before tucking her into bed again. She was definately improving. The burn didn't seem nearly as red as it had before, he noticed when he applied medicine and bandaged it again.
"Hold me?" Elle whispered as soon as Kay settled her into bed.
Kay started to move towards the bed, only to stop when he remembered his wet clothes. He had taken his jacket and shirt off while holding Elle the day before but his pants and underclothes were soaking. He turned from the bed and picked up one of the towels that Jay had brought in earlier. He slipped out of his pants and shorts, wrapping the towel securely around his waist before returning to Elle's side and slipping under the covers with her. Elle let out a contented sigh as he gathered her up and snuggled up against him, resting her head against his bare chest.
Jay came in a moment later carrying the soup only to stop short at the sight of his partner's discarded clothes. He quickly deposited the food on the bedside table and raced for the door. He had to get out of that room face. "Zed's on the communicator!" he called as he hurried out. "I'll just let him know that Elle's feeling better!"
"Wouldn't mention anything you saw if I were you, Slick," Kay called after him as he raised Elle up and started to feed her the soup.
"Right. Wouldn't want to give Zed a heart attack," Jay muttered.
"Oh, and when you're through reporting to Zed, I have a few things that you need to see about drying," Kay called.
"Wonderful. Cooking. Laundry duty. Why do I get all of the terrible jobs and he gets to be in bed with Elle?!"