Daphne opened her eyes, suddenly aware of her surroundings. She was in her room at the Mystery Inc. mansion. "Freddie?" She sat up, lifting the blankets off of her. After waiting a minute, she stood up and walked to the door, feeling dizzy. She opened her door, stumbling out.

"Did you hear something?" Fred asked, looking over at Velma.

"You've been hearing Daphne calling you for the past hour. You're just nervous. Why don't you get something to eat?" Velma looked up over her book at Fred.

"I'm not Shaggy. I'm not obsessed with food." Fred's voice was venomous. "I should go check on her." He got up and walked to the staircase.

"Fred, Daphne will come downstairs when she wakes up. Like, lets watch the news. We can figure out what the police know about Dracula. Come sit back down." Shaggy turned on the TV. Fred sighed, sitting back down.

"Freddie." Fred looked up to see Daphne standing in the doorway, holding the doorknob for support.

"Daph!" He leaped off the couch and ran towards her. She let go of the door as Fred scooped her up in his arms. He walked over to the couch, sitting down and pulling Daphne on top of him.

"Why did you leave me?" Daphne asked. Her voice was uneven, and she was shaking.

"I'm so sorry, honey. I didn't want to, but Velma said you should rest, and that I should get my mind off of you." He glared at Velma. She smiled guiltily and continued reading her book. "Are you cold?" Daphne nodded. Fred put his arms around her, and pulled a blanket over her.

"Like, are you hungry? I could always fix you something real quick." Shaggy offered. Daphne made a face, and shaking her head.

"Daph?" Daphne looked up at Fred. "Do you feel sick? I mean you kinda have the symptoms. You're burning hot, but freezing cold. And shaking. And you look sick too."

"If I said that I was sick, would you stop holding me?"

"No." Fred smiled.

"Good. Then I feel sick." Fred nodded.

"Uh, Velma, wasn't there something we needed to check on in the other room?" Shaggy asked.

"No, I don't think so." Velma said, completely oblivious to the outside world.

"Velma. There is something that we need to check on. Like, come on." Shaggy took the book out of Velma's hands, and pulled her up. Velma looked back at Fred and Daphne.

"Uhm, yeah. Now I remember that thing we had to check on…" Velma and Shaggy walked out of the room holding hands.

"You think they're…" Daphne looked up at Fred.

"No. You think they would?" Fred raised an eyebrow. "They might be…" He looked at the door swinging back and forth. "No…" Daphne shuffled uncomfortably in his lap.

"They're most likely moving away from me."

"Right. You're not feeling well. You need to sleep." Daphne shook her head.

"I just slept for three hours. Don't make me go to bed." She looked up at him with puppy dog eyes.

"Sweetie, I'd never make you sleep if you didn't want to." Fred mentally scolded himself for falling for her trick. "Here. I'll go get you a drink. Why don't you watch a little TV? Or we could talk. Or…"

"Or we could do something that wouldn't make me fall asleep from boredom." Daphne said, smirking.

"If you weren't sick… and luckily you are, you'd be in a lot of trouble."

"How much trouble?" Daphne asked, tilting her head.

"A huge amount."

"Then it's a good thing I'm sick."

"Yeah."

"Can I have a drink?"

"Sure. What kind?"

"Soda." Fred sighed.

"Are you trying to get on my nerves?" He asked. She smiled.

"Being sick has its advantages."

"Pretty soon your not going to be sick anymore. And I will. And Guess what? You'll be looking after me. And I'm not as nice as you are."

"Why don't you just get me a Pepsi?"

"Sure." Daphne moved over to the other side of the couch, mumbling under her breath. Fred got up and went to get Daphne a drink. When he came back, he saw that Daphne had managed to get the TV on, and was watching the news.

"Do you really want to watch the news when you could watch more interesting stuff?" Daphne glanced over at Fred.

"Define 'interesting stuff'."

"Good TV shows."

"Examples?"

"Smallville, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel… You know. All the good stuff you can't watch on a normal basis."

"Thanks for sharing."

"Your welcome." Fred smiled. He gave Daphne her drink, and sat down to watch five hours worth of news.