Sorry for the delay! Here is the next chapter.
Requested by Simana: Midnight catches a cold
Here we go!
A Member Down
3rd POV (I tried something a little different this time. What do you guys think?)
Aaachooo! The sudden sound sending the birds flying in fright. The members of Crime Sorciere looked up at the sound to see their normally quietist member grumbling.
"Stupid cold…" Midnight sniffled miserably, huffing, and sitting down on a tree stump. "I can't keep walking. Can we stop?" He half begs, his red eyes making him look pitiful. Cobra snorts.
"So, you caught the cold I had last week? Suck it up. It's not a bad one. You can walk." He scoffs. Richard pauses. "Well everyone takes to these things differently. What hurts Midnight?" He calls worriedly.
Midnight curls up into a ball on the tree stump moaning. "My head hurts, my eyes hurt, my stomach hurts. It's too loud, and too bright. Can we please stop?" He begs again, this time asking Jellal directly.
Jellal raises an eyebrow in response. "If it is the same thing Cobra had you should be ok for a little while longer." He concludes, making Midnight give a groan of defeat.
"Please.?" He sniffles, tears breaching his eyes. Jellal stops in shock. "Is it really what you had Cobra?" He asks, beginning to worry. Having a member sick while on the run is difficult. And if it is serious, how to get him to a doctor?
Cobra pauses. "It has to be. We haven't been near any other people." He is still unconvinced. Midnight grumbles again and reaches out a hand towards Richard. "Can you carry me then…? Please?" He asks. Richard is instantly at his side, scooping him up like a child. "But of course!" He exclaims, using his cloak as a blanket for Midnight. "There you go. Now rest." He demands but Midnight is already fast asleep.
The guild continues walking, and Jellal drops back to walk beside Richard. After a few miles, he freezes. Richard pauses as well. "What is it?" He asks worried. Jellal reaches out a hand and feels Midnight's forehead. It's burning fiercely. "Shit. He really is sick. We need to make camp as soon as possible. Richard, monitor his fever. If it gets any higher we are going to have a serious problem on our hands." He orders. Richard nods in response and the guild continues, each member watching Midnight worriedly.
Soon they come upon a clearing. With barely a nod from Jellal, they make camp. Meredy quickly sets up a makeshift infirmary and Richard places Midnight down on a sleeping bag, checking his temperature as well. "Oh dear. Jellal! It's getting higher!" He calls. Jellal comes over, his eyebrows furrowed in concern. "Meredy grab some towels. Racer! Find some water and bring it here." The two race to do their jobs. Angel sits down next to her ailing teammate. "I'll take first shift." She states as the requested items are brought over. She wets a towel and places it on Midnight's forehead. "Thankfully the water is cool."
Throughout the night, the guild takes turns tending to Midnight. It is peaceful, until the fever dreams begin. But for Midnight, they are nightmares and his obvious distress keeps Jellal by his side, keeping watch all night.
Come dawn, Midnight's fever finally breaks, much to everyone's relief. He eventually wakes up and sits up, looking around confused. "Ok, why is everyone sleeping around me?" He asks puzzled.
"You're ok!" Meredy exclaims happily, and she along with Sorano embrace Midnight tightly. Richard picks all three up in his arms, tears streaming down his face in relief. "Seriously, what the heck? I don't remember anything." Midnight grumbles.
"You had a dangerously high fever. We were all worried." Jellal explains, he remains seated, his exhaustion obvious to all. Cobra looks at his Guild Mater worriedly after everyone calms down. It is decided they will stay for a few more days for Midnight to recover. "Get some sleep Boss." Cobra tells Jellal quietly. "You need it." Jellal nods, and after a quickly once over to make sure his guild is safe, he falls asleep.
So, how was that? Poor Midnight. I feel like even if they have conflicts between them, that Crime Sorciere really watches each other's backs.
