A/N: I am so sorry that it took me so long to update! I've been working like mad and I've also been working on a new story… look out for it! Yay! Well, here is the newest chapter… I hope u like it…

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I took the day off of work today for obvious reasons. Kelly totally understood and had no problem at all. Shane's back. Shane's hurt. And there's no way that dude was taking a cab to my house. No way. He could barely limp, let alone walk. And as soon as we stepped foot in the apartment, Tori called me to pick her up from work early. She's not feeling well. So, her boss sent her home. She's running a fever on and off and her throat hurts her. So, here I am, taking care of my two favorite people on the planet. Shane is staying in my old room which I'm stoked about because now he doesn't have to sleep on the foldout couch bed thingy in the living room. He can relax and recover comfortably. Im peace. And not to mention that nice bottle of painkillers to keep him warm at night…

We didn't have much medicine in the apartment, so I ran to the drugstore to get some for Tori. NyQuil always works. I picked up some groceries and chicken soup at the supermarket too. Dude, I take care of my baby. And Shane, too, of course..

I called Hunter and explained to him my present situation. How I have both Shane and Tori sick and injured. Black is officially back. He and Hunter spent some quality brother time all day alone in the dorm room. It's better that way anyway. Maybe Blake needs to get his head together a little more first before he sees us. Before he sees her…

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"How are you feeling?" I softly touch her long blonde hair. She's resting in our bed, watching a little T.V.

"Like shit." She forces a giggle "But that's a given."

"Well the NyQuil should kick in soon and you'll fall right to sleep." I say running my fingers all over her scalp.

"Mmmmmm that feels good…" She closes her eyes.

"That's my job.. all I wanna do is make you feel good.. make you smile.." I lovingly gaze at my goddess.

"Mission accomplished." Tori smiles at me and I lean over to kiss her forehead. She feels hot. Her pale skin looks even more pale, and her blue eyes are glassy and red. She looks sick. I wish I could just take it away. I don't want her to feel bad. I hate to see her like this.

"You want anything?" I ask. She lets out a cough. Oh boy, that doesn't sound good at all…

"No.. I'm okay.." She says like it hurts to talk. I'll leave her alone to rest now. I kiss her lips. "No! I'm sick! I don't want you to get my cooties!" She scolds, lightly slapping my arm.

"I'll be fine.." I laugh, "Get some rest okay.. If you need anything, let me know. I'll come check on you."

"You are so good to me." Tori smiles. She rests her head and closes her eyes. I gaze at her for a minute.. how peaceful she looks. I know she's not sleeping …but she's so drained. I sigh, turning off the light as I walk out of the room. I make my way into the kitchen for some orange juice.

Dude, I'm like obsessed… I go through like, 2 or 3 cartons a week. All by myself. Aaahhhh … so good… so good… I stand, leaning against the counter for a second. Staring into space. I don't know why all of a sudden I feel a little anxious. Nervous. Like somethings going to happen. Oh well… maybe its all in my head, like usual.. I tend to freak out over nothing sometimes. I'm worried about Shane. I'm worried about Tori. I think a part of why she's feeling so sick has a lot to do with the stress and the nerves she's had about this whole situation. Blake. She's so afraid of him. And with good reason. But, I don't know…. Things have been going so amazingly wonderful in my life since that incident. I've never felt this whole before. Ever. And beside this nasty scar on my arm, in a way I'm glad that this all happened. I am so stoked, it's not even funny. And what Hunter told me about Blake still being in love with Tori, is driving me crazy. I mean, dude, I know the guy hasn't even been out for 24 hours yet, but, I don't know… I don't feel all that okay with him wanting to see her and all that. I think maybe he'll try to talk her into being with him or something. Oh, what am I thinking? Blah! I'm overreacting… It's just that I'm so fucking happy… and I don't want anything to ruin this. Even a little. Oh well… I sigh, snapping out of my rambling thoughts. I pour Shane a glass of O.J. and bring it to him. I open the door and there he is, in my bed, watching T.V. He's smiling… that's always a good sign…

"Here, bro. Good for your immune system." I say handing Shane the glass.

"You are the best, dude… have I ever told you that?" Shane asks, immediately taking a huge gulp. Thirsty much?

"Uh.. yeah.. probably.." I laugh. I sit next to my friend on the bed.

"Dude, I hate not being able to skate!" Shane barks.

I look at him, shaking my head, " Man, It's only been like, 3 days….maybe 4.."

"yeah, well, imagine not being able to hit the track… at all!"

"Oh… yeah.. point taken." I get it totally. That would suck hard.

Shane sighs, "Uuugghhh this sucks!" he grunts, "Well at least I got drugs out of it!"

I laugh, "You're nuts, bro!"

"So…" A smirk smears across Shane's face, "How's the sex life treatin' ya?"

"What? Are you serious?" My face is in a permanent state of happiness.

"Dude, you're like different.. I cant explain it…. More relaxed… more… chill.." He explains, "Like you're … mature or something.. It's a good thing."

"So what's that have to do with my sex life?" Word. Why do I have to be getting laid to be chill? I'm a motocross dude…. I'm always chill!

"C'mon, D! Tori must be gifted!" Shane laughs.

"Dude…"

"Oh , like you're anything but totally agreeing with me!" Shane places his orange juice on the table.

"Bro, lets just get off the subject.. you're freaking me out!" I say, feeling way wrong talking about this with Shane. Why? I'm not too sure.. but… its just kinda weird.

"Ha! Yeah, whatever dude!" Shane laughs, " There's nothing to be embarrassed about! But, I'll stop doggin' you!"

"Whatever.." I roll my eyes.

"So have you spoken to Hunter or Blizzake at all today?" Shane picks up his juice and gulps the rest.

"I spoke to Hunter. Yeah, I told him this whole deal about you and Tor being out of commission and he totally understood. " I sigh, "But Blake just thinks we're making excuses 'cuz we don't want to see him."

"Well.. maybe Tori made herself sick.. we all know that situation." Shane could be right. But I doubt it.

"Bro.. I'm so confused about that dude! I … I'm starting to think that maybe… I don't know.. maybe Tori might not be overreacting."

"How so?" Shane turns off the T.V.

"Well.."

Just then, heavy footsteps pound on the floor.

"What the.." Shane eyes the door.. hard. I jump up. The sound of Tori vomiting echoes through the silent apartment.

"Oh no!" I run to the bathroom and quickly hold her long blonde hair back as she hurls into the toilet bowl. She reaches and pulls the handle down to flush away the remains of whatever was in her stomach. Lots of O.J. and some toast. Not the mention the NyQuil. Damn.

"Oh, yuck.." Tori puts her hand over her mouth and runs to the sink to brush her teeth.

"You okay, baby?" Concerned as hell, I rub her back.

"yeah.. I hate doing that." She mumbles. I have to agree… especially when you have a harsh hangover…

"You wanna go to the hospital?" I ask.

"No.. I don't think its that serious, babe.." Tori giggles, "it's just a stomach virus..or the flu or something. Maybe a 24 hour bug." Tori places her blue toothbrush back in its little case.

"You sure?"

"Yup.. my fever feels like its going away." Tori smiles. Her eyes a little red and way glassy.

I place my lips to her forehead, "You don't feel as hot as you did a little while ago."

Tori sighs and hugs me, "Can you tuck me in now?"

"Of course."