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Chapter Six- The Disease: Lorelei
Having sex with Luke is all I could ever ask for. I felt so complete, like I had found my perfect match. When I was with Christopher, I now know it wasn't love. This is love. I am complete when I am with Luke.
'Mo-om! That was so embarrassing! Did you and Luke have to, erm, go at it in front of me and Dean? We were having a moment!" Rory whined.
"Sweetie, I'm sorry. We all have our embarrassing moments. It's a part of life. Just move on. And, please, don't hate me."
"I can't hate you. I can't hate the pathetically love-struck."
"Ah, I love you, too."
"I'm going to the beach. Tell Dean if he comes."
"What, you want your boyfriend there and not me? Don't you love your mommy? Wait, don't answer that right now. Have fun."
Rory walked down to the beach. She stuck ran into the water and dug her toes in the sand. She found a good-sized rock to lie on and laid down on it to soak up some sun. Before she got there, though, I saw her trip on something. She looked down, and pulled up an oyster. Awestruck, she pulled it out of the ground. I ran down to her. We cracked it open on a rock and quickly gobbled up the contents. I ran to go find Luke and Dean while Rory gathered more oysters.
"Luke! Dean! Rory and I found OYSTERS!"
Awestruck, Dean and Luke followed them down to the beach. All ate many oysters apiece, and went to lie down to nap.
A few hours later, Dean woke up with his stomach hurting badly. He tried to ignore it, and fell back asleep. He awoke again in a cold sweat. He woke up the rest of us. We told him to keep ignoring it. He lied back down and we left him alone. A few hours later, I came back to check on him. He was breathing heavily. I checked the skin on his stomach: it had hives. He was moaning. I knew what the problem was: he had an allergic reaction to the oysters. I screamed for the others. Luke ran for the first aid kit we found in the rubble. We quickly looked up the problem. The cure was a dose of medicine in a spring-loaded needle. I had to do it. I was the only one who had even a vague view of what to do. So I did it to save him. I jabbed the needle into his leg and waited. I hoped the shot would work. All we could do was wait and pray. So we did. For hours we waited. Finally, he slowly lifted his head and squinted his eyes.
"Dean?! You're alive!" Rory said excitedly. She gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. "You had an allergic reaction to the oysters. My mom saved your life. She had to give you a shot."
"Thanks, Lorelei. No wonder my leg hurts!" Dean replied.
"Well, you better get some rest right now," Luke said to Dean. Then he turned to Rory and me, "C'mon, let's give him some space."
We did. The rest of the day went pretty well, and now everyone is healthy. But we were all a little afraid of what would happen next. And whether any one else will get a life-threatening disease.