Unfortunately Lee didn't manage to sleep for long, about half an hour later he woke up heaving, but there was nothing left in his stomach to throw up so after a few dry heaves he lay back and tried to go back to sleep. However he found it was too hot, so he started fidgeting desperately trying to get comfortable so he could sleep. His twitching woke Kara, who had fallen asleep next to him, and she looked up at him worried.

"Lee what's wrong?" she said urgently.

"Too...too hot" he mumbled.

Kara sat up and laid her hand on his forehead.

"Frak!" she whispered, then she turned to look around the bunk room, "Racetrack you still here?"

"Sir?"

"Good, go and get me some cold water and a flannel and get a message sent up to Doc Cottle. Tell him the fever has got worse, and we need him now."

It took a while for the message to set in, but when it did Racetrack was out of the hatch before you could count to one. Kara then turned back to Lee and sighed.

"Can you sit up for me?" she said placing a hand on his elbow to help him up.

When he was sitting, she took hold of the bottom of his tanks and gently pulled them over his head. Lee shivered as he felt the cool air against his skin, Kara threw the sweaty tanks in the corner and helped Lee lay back down. Just as she got him comfortable Racetrack came back with a bowl and a flannel.

"Sir there wasn't any cold water so it's lukewarm."

"Good that's probably going to be better than cold. What about the Doc?"

"I've sent the message but they're having problems locating him, apparently he had to go to help on another ship, but we're trying sir, really" Racetrack said sheepishly.

"I know thank you."

Kara dipped the flannel in the water and pressed it to Lee's head, he groaned in appreciation, as she wiped down his face, neck, gradually working her way down his arms and chest.

"It's ok, we're gonna get the Doc and he'll sort you out, it's all gonna be ok" she whispered.

Kara sat by Lee gently wiping his face and chest in an attempt to cool him down for the next few minutes. She looked up when she heard the hatch open and sighed with relief when she saw Doc Cottle walk through.

"What seems to be the problem?"

"He's got worse. I tried to cool him down but I don't think it's working," she mumbled anxiously.

"ok let's have a look" the Doc walked over to Lee and laid a hand on his head, he checked his pulse, checked his breathing and his throat, then he got something out of his bag and injected something in his arm. Finally he whispered a few things to Lee and turned to Kara.

"Normally I would take him to sickbay, but I don't think moving him right now would do him any good, and he's not infectious anymore. So try and keep him cool, I've given him something that will hopefully help him settle down enough to sleep, other than that I'm afraid there is nothing more I can do, he's just going to have to ride this one out."

"Thank you Doc"

"It's alright. Try and keep an eye on him, if he starts fitting or throwing things up he should be, don't hesitate to come and get me. Unfortunately it's gonna get worse before it gets better." with that he left closing the hatch behind him. Kara stared at the hatch wondering how it could possibly get any worse, when she heard a faint voice beside her.

"Kara?"

"hey shhh, it's ok I'm here" she said as she sat back down next to Lee and began to try and cool him down with the flannel again.

Whatever Doc had given him, it worked and Lee slept peacefully for a few hours, giving Kara time to sort herself out and get some sleep herself. However the Doc was also right and after a few hours sleep he did get worse. Even though he didn't physically throw anything up, the heaving became more frequent, straining a muscle in his side making it more painful, on top of that he had developed a cough making the pain even worse, and sweat was soaking through the pillow and blankets. Kara sat with him as he clutched at his side and bit his lip trying not to scream in pain, but all the while Kara stared at the bed post unable to bring herself to look at his pained face.

In the morning Doc walked into the bunk room with the Commander to see how Lee was, and came face to face with two sleeping pilots on his rack. Doc Cottle chuckled to himself quietly, while he leaned over Kara to check Lee's temperature, and at the worried look on the Commanders face decided he's better say something.

"It's probably just exhaustion sir, it would have been a tough night and you know Lt. Thrace wouldn't have left him. However Captain Adama's fever seems to have calmed down for now, which would suggest that he's through the worst of it, and should be back in the air in a few days. Of course there are no guarantees."

The Commander relaxed slightly at that and even let himself smile slightly, "Thank you Doctor. I think we should leave these two in peace, don't you"

Doc Cottle nodded and so they both left, making sure that they didn't wake either of them. They quietly closed the hatch and left Lee laying on his rack with Kara cuddled into his side.

A/N please review and tell me if you want more