Hey People! Sorry I took so long to update, i've had writer's block lol. Well, here's Chapter 8, more on the fluffy\ comfort side. :) Hope it was worth the wait.

Just five words. Those inevitable five words that every mother, or in her case, mother figure, dreaded hearing. She remembers those exact words when her brothers used to get sick, and was thankful she didn't hear them too often. They usually got a stomach bug or a fever, and Tommy was a regular for the flu, so she had plenty of experience playing doctor. Luckily, they never caught anything too serious, nothing that required a real doctor anyway. She hoped to God that Nathan wouldn't be any different. But who was she kidding, Nathan was the most unusual, or as Jane would put it, unique, child she's ever met, and if he was sick, it was probably the worst kind. And as if on cue, to prove her suspicions, he let out his lunch in a retched heave,(she opened one eye)...all over her rug. Tears started to run down his cheeks as he coughed up the rest and Lisbon was at his side immediately. He looked up at her with a heartbreaking expression and started to sniffle. She could tell he was trying his best not to cry, and he stood there as if uncertain of what to do next. She kneeled down beside him and stretched out her arms,

" It's ok sweetie." she said. He rushed into her embrace and closed his eyes as more tears stared to fall. She rubbed soothing circles on his back as he let it all out. It hurts when you throw up. It takes a lot out of you. (She's had plenty of hangovers to know that!) And when your only five, it hurts that much more. When the sniffling stopped and his breathing was back to normal, she looked him in the eye to make sure he was ok.

She wiped his tears away.

"You know, you did me a favor, I never liked this rug anyway." she said, in an appreciative tone. He smiled

"Come on, lets go get you cleaned up." and he nodded. He took her hand as she lead him to the bathroom and sat down on the toilet seat. His shirt was dirty, but considering the condition of his socks...let's just say it's a good thing he brought a change of clothes. She soaked a cloth and wiped his mouth and chin clean and came to one conclusion: He needed a bath.

"Nathan, you need a bath." He crossed his arms, obviously not liking this proposal.

" Why?" he said with a disappointed tone.

" Because, you smell super funky, and i don't think a change of clothes will fix that." she reasoned.

"...maybe it's you." he said, in hopes of avoiding the tub.

She raised one eyebrow, " Did you have bacon for lunch?"

" Yea."

" Then it's you." He sighed, he really did hate having to take baths, but he did smell pretty bad. If he was going to do this, he needed toys, and bubbles.

Jane walked into the living room, balancing his tea and Lisbon's coffee in either hand. He had a smile on his face until he looked up to see that she was gone, and a rancid smell had taken her place. He set the two cups down as he found the smelly culprit. Someone was sick, and based on the slight fever he felt earlier, it was Nathan. Jane made his way to the bathroom and gently knocked on the door.

"Come in Jane."

He opened the door to see an old school thermometer in Nathan's mouth and Lisbon with her hand on his forehead. He took a few steps inside until he was next to Nathan and crouched down so he was at eye level with him.

"How you doing kiddo? he asked, but looked up at Lisbon for the answer.

" He has a high fever and just threw up, i was thinking stomach flu?" she suggested, praying that it was nothing more.

" Let's hope so." he said, as he rubbed Nathan's arm to comfort him. Lisbon took the thermometer from his mouth and as she did she noticed something. That look in his eye, it was familiar...uh oh, not again. She quickly picked Nathan up from the toilet seat and lifted the lid. And just as she expected, he started heaving once more. Lisbon held back his hair as Jane rubbed circles on his back.

"It's ok buddy, get it all out." Jane said. He hated seeing Nathan this way, he just lost his mom for crying out loud, why this? Why now? When Nathan had gotten it all out, he fell onto Jane's lap, out of breath and sniffling once again. He didn't cry this time, but Lisbon could tell he was exhausted.

" At least you got it in the bowl this time." Jane said, lightening the mood. Nathan smiled. They always knew what to say to make him feel better.

"Speaking of which, I have some lunch to clean up before it starts to smell worse than you do." She stated.

Jane sniffed, " Pee yew! she's right kiddo, you're smelling something fierce." he said pinching his nose.

" It's not my fault, Pat! Why can't you just spray me with Febreeze or something?" he pleaded.

Jane laughed, although Nathan didn't see the humor. He was hilarious and he didn't know why. Jane just shook his head and stood up.

"Come on, lets get you some bath toys and a change of clothes." He sighed but his face lit up halfway out the door, thinking of what dinosaurs he should pick. Lisbon started the bath and put a towel out for him, then left to go clean the aforementioned disaster.

By the time the boys had returned to the bathroom, which was about 5 minutes later, (picking the right dinosaur was key to every good bubble bath) the tub was full. (Most of it being bubbles) Jane turned around as Nathan undressed and waited for the "okay".

He heard the little splash as he climbed in and settled himself amongst the sea of fluffy white suds.

"M'kay"

Jane turned around to find Nathan with a beard and a pointy hat, creatively made from the bubbles. He looked like a garden nome. Jane chuckled as he kneeled by the tub side. He paused for a moment then stood back up again. It probably wasn't the best idea to keep his vest on, it was bound to get wet. So he took it off and rolled up the sleeves of his white button down shirt, and then sat back down. Nathan played with his toys as Jane washed his hair, being extra careful not to get any in his eyes, after being given specific notification that "It stung really bad". Before he rinsed out the shampoo, he played with his hair, styling it into funny hairdos. The mohawk being Nathan's favorite. They laughed and fought Dinos for over half an hour.

After throwing out the rug, (there was really no use in trying to save it) Lisbon drank her cold coffee and went to go check on the boys. They had been in there for a while now. She knocked and heard no reply, only muffled laughter. She poked her head in and saw why they were laughing. Jane had a cloud on his head and a mile long mustache, while Nathan had two horns and a beard. They both looked at her with identical smiles and she just shook her head.

" I made some hot chocolate, so hurry up before it gets cold." She was glad that Nathan wasn't in pain for the time being. She knew the bath would help for a little while but not for long, and she figured the hot chocolate would have the same effect. She knew if they could make it thought the night, he would feel better in the morning.

Lisbon had a feeling it would be a long night.

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