4.

His nose was stuffed. He felt like his head might explode.

Athos had caught a cold a couple of days ago. He finally gave into his body's needs this morning and stayed in bed.

It had been a while since Sylvie had come in to check on him. He could hear her moving around on the other side of the door occasionally keeping the children occupied every once in a while.

He dozed off and on throughout the morning. This was the third time he had woken, but it wasn't the sounds of his family that woke him this time.

His pillow was pressed down above his head and loud vibrations went straight through his skull making his head hurt worse than it had been earlier.

He reached up with one hand above his head and was met with soft fur. Startled, Athos pulled his hand back when the object he touched was vibrating.

Athos turned and looked up at the head of the bed. Somehow that cat found its way in his bedroom and was purring loud enough to wake the dead. Rolling over Athos grabbed Sylvie's pillow and covered his head with it. He hoped the cat would take the hint and go away.

"Athos?"

Athos pulled the pillow off head when he heard Sylvie walking in. "Please remove that creature."

Sylvie chuckled coming up to their bed. "I could hear her purring across the hall in the children's room."

Athos felt Sylvie press a kiss to his temple before he heard her footsteps heading for the door and the purring beginning to recede.

Note: This chapter was inspired by my first cat who had the loudest purr of all of my cats and the one time she was laying on my pillow above my head while I had a head cold just like Athos. Her purr was so loud it made my headache worse.