September 15th, 2004
Carlos unlocked Holly's apartment door and stuffed the key back under the mat. She had not shown up for work and he was stuck with Grace all day. He hated it when that happened. Hell, he hated Grace.
"Holly, you home?" he called out stepping into the apartment.
"Yes." She mumbled from the bedroom. He frowned and walked back to the bedroom.
"Are you okay? I had to ride with Grace." He walked into the bedroom and saw Holly wrapped up in her blanket. Her eyes and nose was red, but the rest of her face was flushed.
"I'm sick." She mumbled. He went to her bedside and felt her forehead. It burned his hand.
"Christ." He grabbed a thermometer off of her bedside. "You should have called me. I would have came over earlier to check on you."
"I couldn't reach the phone. Heather called." She mumbled.
"She's probably worried sick you didn't make your breakfast date." he put the thermometer in her mouth and went to the phone. He knew how close Holly and Heather were.
"I'm calling." He said dialing her number. On the first ring, heather picked up.
"Holly?" She asked.
"It's Carlos." He said. Heather breathed out heavily.
"Is she alive? Did something happen?" She asked, "Are you at meadow brook?" Carlos could not help but to smile.
"Calm down, heather. Holly is just sick. It looks like she has the flu…and maybe a stomach virus." He said glancing at the stuff around her bed.
"Oh thank god." She said. "I was five minutes away from running over there."
"I knew you would." He said taking the thermometer out, "Her temp is a hundred and two. I'm here so I'll take care of her."
"Thank you so much for calling me." Heather said.
"No problem." Carlos said hanging up, "Heather was freaking out."
"Typical." Holly muttered as Carlos went into the bathroom and wetted a cloth.
"How did you get sick? You're a health nut." He said.
"I don't know." She said, "I feel like shit."
"I know." Carlos walked back in and put the cloth on her forehead, "Just try to get some sleep." Holly nodded and almost immediately fell asleep.
Carlos sat on Holly's couch working on the quilt he had started a few weeks ago. If Ty could see him now, he would die. Carlos did not care though. This quilt was going to be awesome and he was going to give it to Kylie. She would look adorable wrapped up in the pink, yellow and cream-colored squares.
"Carlos?" Holly walked out into the living room. She seemed to have some colour in her cheeks.
"How are you feeling baby?" Carlos asked as he sat up. She shrugged plopping herself down on the bed.
"Weak." Carlos put his hand on her forehead.
"You don't feel hot anymore. Relax though. If you get up and run around, you'll get your fever back." Carlos said standing up.
"I have no plans on running a marathon right now." Holly mumbled. He put a blanket over Holly and put a pillow beneath her feet. She smiled at him. "Thank you for taking care of me.
"I'll always take care of you." Carlos whispered, kissing her forehead. Holly smiled. She believed him. For once in her life Holly felt comforted by a man's presence.
September 29th, 2004
For some reason it took Holly a while to get back to get full strength after her sickness. Maybe it was because she was not as young as she once was. Or maybe she just liked having Carlos take care of her.
"I got you something." Carlos said walking up the steps up the house.
"Thanks." Grace grinned from ear to ear. He narrowed his eyes.
"You're not my girlfriend." Carlos said. Grace stood up.
"I'm very thankful of that." Grace rolled her eyes. Sometimes Carlos loathed her. She was very bitchy at times. Holly stood up smoothing her uniform.
"What'd you get me?" She grinned brightly glancing at the purple bag in Carlos' hand.
"A present." he chuckled handing her the bag. Holly sat at the table and pulled out two large candles.
"Oooh. Lavender is my favourite scent." Holly said.
"I know." Carlos said sitting across from her, "I happen to like it as well." Holly pulled out some incense. She smelled the box and grinned.
"I love it." She said pulling out a box of tarot cards, "Oooh. My old set is worn out."
"That's why I picked it out." Carlos said picking up the candle and smelled it. He could imagine the candles lit by Holly's bedside as he ravaged Holly's body. Grace arched her eyebrow.
"Tarot cards and incense. How romantic." She rolled her eyes taking a bit out of her apple.
"It is." Holly beamed with pride. "Thank you so much, Carlos."
"No problem." He said, "The store I went in was pretty…you."
"Bed Knobs and Broomsticks?" She asked putting the things back into the bag.
"Yeah…" Carlos frowned, "You shop there?"
"Every couple of weeks. That's where I get those bath oils that you like." She said standing up. Grace started to laugh.
"You like bath oils?" She asked.
"I'm man enough to say yes." Carlos said.
"Man enough?" Grace continued to laugh, "You might want to rethink that."
"Oooh. You're all man." Holly wrapped her arms around Carlos' shoulders, "I really appreciate it." She kissed his jaw.
"Good." He muttered. Holly walked up the stairs and went to her locker. Carlos was so sweet. She hung the bag up and glanced at a picture of her and Carlos she had taped to the door. They looked so good together.
"I hope he knows I was just kidding around." Grace said walking up the stairs. Holly glanced at her.
"You can be really insensitive at times you know. He did something nice for me and you just make fun of him." Holly turned around and glared at Grace, "All you ever do is rag on Carlos and I. I'm sick of it. Just because you're jealous, you shouldn't make fun of us." Grace held up her hands.
"Jealous? You've got to be frigging kidding." She laughed, "I am certainly not jealous of the two of you!"
"Bull.." Holly growled, "From the day you got to this house you've ragged on us. You don't know how we got together. You don't know what we're about."
"Get off your high horse, Levine." Grace said, "I could careless about you guys."
"I so want to hit you right now." Holly growled.
"Trust me, Sister, you don't want to." She said taking a step back.
"I don't hate many people, but you…You are slowly making your way onto that list." holly said.
"Maybe that's for the best." Grace said, "I don't like you and you don't like me." Holly froze. Her face contorted in a sad frown.
"You don't like me?" She whispered.
"Not particularly." Grace said.
"Why?" Holly asked. Grace groaned loudly.
"You're flightily. You're too earthy. You're Phoebe." Grace said, "You're too….Wiccan let me save you with my crystals. There."
"There." Holly's lip quivered, "Isn't that just great." She slammed her locker door.
"You told me to tell you." grace laughed.
"Thank you." Holly said, "I hope we don't work together anytime soon."
"I hope so too." Grace said falling down onto her bed. Holly walked downstairs. Her wonderful mood had been quickly dashed by the auburn headed bitch,
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