Nick didn't sleep particularly well despite the fact that Sara was right next to him, or despite the fact that he'd managed to sling his arm over her waist and spoon up next to her while he was sleeping. After she had emerged from the bathroom dressed in one of his T-shirts and a pair of his boxers, he had gone in to brush his teeth and by the time he gotten out, she was already in bed and had fallen asleep. Apparently, that first kiss was going to have to wait a little longer, along with a few other things.
The sound of whimpering caused Nick to stir from his sleep and as he became more alert he realized that Sara was the source of the noise. She was still asleep but sounded like something was troubling her. He rested his hand on her shoulder and gently whispered. "Sara."
"Nnmmn." Sara didn't open her eyes, but her brow was furrowed.
Nick stroked her hair and as he did, his fingers brushed her forehead which was warm to the touch, perhaps a little to warm. He whispered again. "Sara."
Finally Sara's eyes fluttered open and she let out a cross between a groan and a whimper. "Nick." Her voice had a distinct whine in it.
"Are you ok?" He sounded concerned because he wasn't sure if she was having a nightmare or if something else was wrong.
"I don't feel good." She let out a sniffle and closed her eyes again.
"Where don't you feel good?" Nick continued stroking her hair, more concerned about her than the fact that they were only a few days into their ten day vacation.
"All over." Sara whined, sniffling again. "Mmmmnnmph." With speed that could rival a flash of lightning she bolted from the bed and made a beeline for the bathroom.
Before Nick could even fully sit up, he could hear her unloading the entire contents of her stomach. He slipped out of bed and softly tapped on the bathroom door. "Sara?"
"Uuuuhmm." Sara groaned, not sure she wanted to move from where she was hugging the toilet.
Nick slowly opened the door and crouched down next to her. "Do you want me to get you some water?"
"No." There was a waver in her voice. "No more water."
It wasn't until that moment that it occurred to Nick that he hadn't drank any water at dinner, but she had. "Ok." He rubbed her back, now fairly certain why she wasn't feeling well. "Looks like Montezuma's getting a little revenge on you, Sar."
In spite of the fact that she felt crappy, she rolled her eyes. "Montezuma was Aztec. Cozumel was inhabited by the Mayans."
Nick snorted out a laugh. "Leave it to you to point that out at a time like this." He continued rubbing her back a few minutes more until it seemed that the wave of nausea had passed. "You finished?"
Sara just nodded. "I sure as hell hope so." She pulled herself up off of the floor and didn't protest when Nick slipped his arm around her waist as they headed back out to the bed. She also didn't protest when Nick wrapped his arms around her and pulled her against him, rubbing her back in a comforting gesture.
Nick kissed her forehead. "You wanna try and get some more sleep?" He reasoned that she probably needed something from a pharmacy, but at this hour, one probably wasn't open yet.
"Yeah." Sara's voice sounded so small and she closed her eyes, taking comfort from Nick's embrace as she allowed herself to drift back to sleep.
It wasn't more than an hour later that the whole scenario played out again. In fact, neither one of them got much more sleep that night as wave after wave of nausea hit Sara. Whatever bug had been in that water was wreaking havoc on Sara's intestinal tract. By the time the sun was up, Sara had no intention of getting out of bed other than to spend some quality time with the porcelain god in the next room.
Nick was bleary-eyed, but decided that he needed to venture out and find something to settle Sara's stomach and the other digestive issues she was having. He leaned over and kissed her cheek. "Hey, Sar?"
"Yeah?" Sara didn't even bother to open her eyes lest the room start spinning.
"I'm going to go see if I can find a pharmacy or something, ok?" He slid his hand up and down her arm in a comforting caress.
"'Kay." She mumbled.
"Do you want anything?" Nick reasoned that she was going to have to start putting fluids back in even if she didn't feel like it.
"Anything but water." Sara just wanted to sleep. The fact that they were in a tropical paradise didn't seem to matter at the moment.
"Ok, I'm just gonna grab a quick shower and go then." Nick slipped out of bed and pulled a change of clothes from his suitcase and headed into the bathroom. He was in the middle of rinsing himself off when he felt a whoosh of cold air as the bathroom door opened up and Sara rushed in.
"Sorry." Sara whimpered just before she threw up again.
Nick turned the water off and poked his head out of the shower, flashing her a sheepish grin. "Uh, Sara?"
She glanced up, noticing that the shower curtain, save for a strategically placed floral print, didn't exactly block the view on the other side. She knew she really wasn't feeling well when she couldn't even muster a smirk. "Yeah?"
"Do you think you could hand me a towel?" Nick was fully aware of the situation with the shower curtain and at the moment he didn't think he needed to flash Sara. As much as he'd like to believe that it would make her feel better, he knew that what she needed more was at the pharmacy.
"Yeah." She pulled a towel off the rack and tossed it at Nick.
Her toss was a bit short and Nick lunged for the towel while trying to keep the shower curtain over himself without a whole lot of luck. He managed to catch the towel, but lost his balance and tripped, falling out of the shower and landing on his butt, flashing Sara in the process before he could get the towel around his waist.
As her latest wave of nausea faded, Sara finally smirked, raising an eyebrow. "Nice bedside manner."
He let out a soft chuckle and winked even as he felt his cheeks burning at the embarrassing situation. "Hey, that was just my tubside manner. You haven't really seen my bedside manner yet."
