More POVs. Yas. I enjoy doing. POVs, but it's rare that I do them.

Shadow's POV

I jolt forward coughing really hard, I can hear Silver and Sonic talking when they stop.

"Oh great…" I say to myself, "They heard me." I cough and choke.

I hear footstep as I continue to cough and pant. My breathing is quick and heavy, sweat dripping off of my face onto the blanket and bedsheets. I let out a gut wrentching gasp for air as Sonic and Silver come in.

"Shadow are you ok?!" Sonic asks going over and crouching by my bed.

I shake my head, knowing not to lie to myself.

"What happened Shadow?" Silver asks, putting his hand lightly on my forehead.

"I-I don't know…" I say, my voice raspy and scratchy and seemingly higher in pitch.

I look at Sonic, my chest expanding and contrasting quickly and suddenly, making my side start hurting. It causes me to yawn. Silver's hand is still on my forehead, my forehead feeling like it's going to burn a hole through his hand. I groan again and collapse backwards onto the pillow again and stare at the ceiling.

"He's burning up, and he sounds horrible," Silver says.

"I hate this.." I don't really pay attention to Sonic and Silver.

"We noticed," Sonic says, his head resting on the bed.

I turn onto me side, my back facing the window. I cough again and stare at the floor, the life pretty much drained from me. I start to wonder if I even have any life force left…

Silver's POV

Shadow sounds like he's going to end up coughing his guts out. He looks horrible and I don't know if he'll get any better during the week. He continues staring at the ceiling as Sonic and I ask him if he knows how he might have gotten a bug. He doesn't answer much, but he speaks when he can. He doesn't give us much information, but it'll be enough for now. We let him lay back down and walk out of his room. Sonic closes the door and walks downstairs, I can tell he's just as concerned as I am.

"I didn't think he was sick. I thought he had stayed up on his laptop at night and figured that's why he was sleeping so much lately." Sonic says.

We hear Shadow run out of his room into the bathroom.

"Oh this is great.." I mumble.

Shadow starts throwing up, choking, and hacking really badly. I get real worried and start walking upstairs, Sonic close behind me.

"S-Shadow? You ok?" I ask.

All I get back is a sickening sound. Shadow coughs, sending a mix of blood and vomit across the floor. His arms are shaking as he tries to keep himself up, his coughing getting worse. He can't stand himself up and leans himself against the counter. He's down on one knee, his legs shaking. He pulls himself up off the floor as best he can. We go in and help him back into his bed, his temp real high. I'm starting to think he might not make it…..

Shadow's POV

My bones are on fire. I feel so weak….and it's hard to believe myself. I'm The Ulmimate Lifeform. I do NOT get weak. But….this is kicking my ass, overtime. I try to make out words, but they don't seem to come out. Only groaning and grimacing. I turn onto my side and curl tightly, my bedsheet sticking to my body. Sonic strokes my fur, while Silver is checking my temp again.

"106°F," he sighs and sets the thermometer down on the table.

My body is shaking as if it's cold, but my temp is burning hot. I'm sweating horribly, my bedsheet is getting drenched. Sonic looks at me in concern.

"Try and get some rest Shads, we'll come back in to check on you in half an hour." He says.

I don't respond and stare at the floor. They walk out of my room and Sonic closes the door. I turn and stare up at the ceiling. I sit up and get off the bed, stumbling. I pull the bedsheet off and throw it onto the floor. I flomp back onto the bed, the mattress somehow, cold. I breathe a good, long, sigh of relief, the coolness of the mattress pleasing me. Everything else is shoved off of my bed, the mattress being the only thing left. My eyes close and I drift back into slumberland.