" So it's Thursday."
" What's your point?"
"Oh nothing. Just wondering how much more stubborn you're going to be my chiseled god of mocha thunder."
" What am I being stubborn about now Penelope?"
" The fact that for one you clearly have a monster sneeze trying to escape."
" I do not ."
" Move your hand away from your face." She pushed some tissues toward him on his dek slowly.
" I don't need to sneeze."
She watched him for a moment and clicked his office door shut.
" Angelfish it's just us. If I were you I would stop trying to fight it. You'll feel much better."
He exhaled. " Okay maybe there is a tickle."
She rubbed his upper back gently . " Go for it."
" I'm trying, now that you made me think about it I want to do nothing more than sneeze but it won't come out." Derek sniffed.
" Sometimes if I rub my nose with a tissue and I feel a sneeze coming it helps."
Derek pulled a tissue out of the box and tried what she said.
" You night want to move back babygirl this is going to be a big one." His eyes began to close. " Hahhchiew."
" Bless you my sweet. Does that feel better?"
" Yes it does." " I'm good now."
She ran her hand over his back again. " Humor me and take two of these and then you'll really be good." She handed him some decongestants.
" Okay for you sweet thing ." He took two of the pills with water and said "Can I go home now."
" Yes but you will be spending a little time at Rossi's. Dave has your go bag in his office. There are some things for sneezes in your go bag." She hugged him. " Go get some rest my love. I will be checking in on you."
" All right I will."