Ah, sweet bliss. The first morning I hadn't been sick in three days. God, this felt friggin' nice! No way was I going to risk this by going to class today, as much as I wanted to.

By the time I'd officially woken up, I was snuggled against Shane's warm chest, and he'd taken his pants off in the middle of the night. Now, he was in his boxers, and I in panties and a cami. Butt it felt…. Right. Not weird at all, or embarrassing. Complete, maybe. Yes, that was the right word.

I was glad Shane wasn't awake yet. It gave me a chance to study him. Damn, he was so drop dead sexy. His shaggy hair looked so adorable when it was mussed with sleep, and he looked so peaceful. His damp, warm lips looked so inviting…. I couldn't help myself as I lent in and pressed my lips to his, smiling slightly as he woke up with surprise.

Thankfully, he didn't go into total freak out mode. He wrapped his arms around me, than picked me up, continuing to kiss me. I yelped in surprise, my face tinged pink as he draped me over his chest.

I realized the fact that I was now straddling him.

Shane sat up a little, letting his tongue slide into my mouth. What sounded like a growl escaped from him, and he pulled his shirt off as he pulled away for a moment.

Lust filled his eyes as he watched me hesitantly, making sure this was still all right. He should have known better than to act like that. I'd been waiting for forever for him to be willing.

To bad he remembered my age.

"No!" Shane said firmly, moving me off of him. "Absolutely not. No." He pulled his shirt back on, than moved to get off the bed.

Panic struck me.

"Don't leave." I begged quietly, looking up at him. Tears filled my eyes, to my dismay. I really hated crying. "Please? I don't want to have another nightmare if I fall asleep. You… you make me feel safe, Shane." I knew this was a low blow, but it was true. Whenever he was around, I felt safe. Not to mention all warm and fuzzy. And like a girl. Not to mention all the other stuff I felt that I really shouldn't have.

Shane looked surprised once again, but he nodded reluctantly and sat back down on the bed. "I'll stay, but I'm not going to sex you up or anything." He said warningly, and I knew that this was my get out of jail free card for the day. Or maybe just the hour... NO! Shut up, Danvers, just shut up.

"I want to go downstairs." I said suddenly, sitting back up. I moved to crawl around Shane, but he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me back to the middle of the bed. "What the hell?" I asked, my eyes narrowing in slight irritation. "I'm hungry, Shane! And I want to go watch a movie or something. Just lemme go already!"

His frown was disapproving as he glowered at me. "Then I'll bring it up to you, Claire. But, fuck no, you aren't going down there yet. You're still sick. I know, I know, you don't feel sick, but you've got that feverish look thingy mah-jiggy in your eyes." He smiled a triumphant smile, pleased with him self.

I was speechless. Honestly, I was surprised that he actually could tell that I was still feverish. He could tell, and he was going to take advantage of that. How typical of Shane, playing to his advantage by shocking me.

"So, I'll just go downstairs and grab you a Coke and a bowl of chili." Shane smirked, than dashed out the door.

"Damn it, Shane!" I yelled after him, than laid back in my bed, closing my eyes. Okay, now I wasn't feeling good anymore. Ugh… I felt like I had yesterday. Why, why couldn't I be like those kids that never get sick? I'd been sick all through my nerdy life, and it sucked some major, platinum vampire balls.

Heh, Eve would be proud of that one.

Suddenly, Shane's shaggy head poked in through my door. "Hey, do you want some Ibuprofen or something?" He asked, an earnest smile on his lips. Now, wasn't that sweet? He actually wanted to make me feel better. That was more than slightly comforting. It was kinda sweet the way he was so worried about me. It wasn't annoying like I'd expected it to be. At least, not all the time, anyway."

"Yeah, Ibuprofen would be nice." I mumbled, closing my eyes again. "Thanks," I added before he had a chance to pull another Houdini on me.

"No problemo, jail bait." He laughed, and then he vanished again.

I was left waiting in the silence, waiting for my boyfriend to come back to my room. A little moan escaped through my lips, and I curled into a little ball, hiding my flushed face in the cool contents of my pillow. It was strange how things always ended up the same way as before. Whenever I was sick, I always hid in one of my pillows. Sort of like a knee-jerk reaction, once you began to think about it. I liked being comforted by little thoughts such as this. It reminded me of home a majority of the time. Just the fact that my parents weren't here kept me from believing that I was back in my parents' home in Liberty, Texas.

The sudden sound of Shane entering my room startled me a bit. I lifted my head from my pillow, and I heard his sharp intake of breath. The mattress dipped underneath his weight as he sat down next to me, then put his cool hand on my forehead.

"Jeez, kiddo, you're burning up…." He murmured, moving his hand to stroke my hair away from me face.

"I feel hot…" I mumbled, inching closer to him. "I want some Coke, though. Maybe that will help a little."

He lifted the fizzy drink to my lips, tilting the glass back a little, and I obediently drank. I groaned a little in pleasure as the icy drink slipped down my throat, and it soothed me a little. I drank greedily, disappointed when he moved the glass.

"Chill, Claire. You'll want to drink more after you eat some chili." He chided, smiling a bit as he spooned up a small bite of chili. "Open wide, babe."

Wow. He was actually going to feed me.

"Eh… I can feed myself." I protested, trying to take the spoon from him. But, being Shane, of course, he was going to be stubborn about this.

Shane looked amused, but he tried to hide that with an indignant look instead. "Are you kidding me?! " He asked, pretending to be outraged. "What kind of asshole do you think I am? No, when my girl is sick, I shall take care of her. I'm shocked you haven't realized that already." Than, in typical Shane behavior, he took advantage of my open mouth to spoon in a bite of chili.

Oh, yeah, I wasn't exactly happy. But, I wasn't unhappy, either.

It felt kind of nice, being fed by my boyfriend. I swallowed the bite willingly, closing my eyes as the warmth of the chili traveled down my throat. It actually felt like I could feel the warmth settle it my stomach.

All in all, it was a pretty good feeling. And, how could I complain when I had a sexy boy feeding my willingly?

If it were you, wouldn't you be ecstatic if you were in my position?

Of course you would.

Now, all I had to do was finish this chili, and I could go back to sleep.

Mmm… sleep. That really, really sounded nice.