A/N: So, I'm very sorry for not updating sooner. And yes, I know I always say that with my chapters but I've been pretty busy. It's like there's so many things happening all at once… But anyways I'm sure you don't want to hear me ramble on so here's a new chapter of Genuinely Happy. Enjoy, and don't forget to review please! : ]

Disclaimer: I don't own Jimmy Neutron, I can only imagine that I do.

Even in her sleep, the boy could still feel the girl shake. Her deep, now even breaths calmed him down slightly. Jimmy swallowed down a lump of panic and placed his chin on the girl's hair, his arms pulling her tightly to his chest. His eyes never leaving her sleeping form.

It was the longest night of Jimmy's life.

The following morning, Cindy woke to find herself pressed against something warm and comfortable. She quickly scanned her surroundings and was surprised to find that Jimmy's arms were wrapped around her, the slight, comforting pressure of his chin still on the top of her head. She took in a sharp breath, her conflicting emotions raging within her. Finally being back in his arms felt amazing, and so comfortable; but she couldn't help but feel disappointed. What they were doing only would continue to make things more complex and awkward between them.

Hearing her sharp intake of breath, Jimmy lifted his head from hers and looked at the girl with soft, tired eyes. For a while, both said nothing, the silence, though awkward, was welcome. Neither of them wanting to talk about what had happened.

Not being able to take the silence any longer, Jimmy whispered, hesitantly, "M-Morning."

She couldn't find the courage in her to say anything back, her mind thinking of so many things to say but her body wouldn't comply. All Cindy could do was give him a small smile in return to acknowledge the fact that she heard him.

He said, his voice rough yet still somehow gentle all the same. "I don't know whether you remember or not but you woke up in the middle of the night- early morning actually."

The boy paused to gaze at the girl's face.

Cindy's eyes widened in realization, recollecting some of the events earlier that morning, her face a mixture of embarrassment and gratefulness.

He continued, "You were walking towards me, your blanket was wrapped around your shoulders. And throughout the whole time," Jimmy looked away from her and straight ahead; his eyes getting a slight faraway look, the memories playing in his mind.

The words seemed to come out of his mouth on their own accord. "While you we walking, you kept whispering 'it's cold'," His tone went down to a whisper, "And to top it all off, you kept shaking and trembling.

"I panicked, and I felt so useless. My mind went blank and I didn't know what to do."

His expression turned to shame, his eyes finally returning to hers; the emotion in them plain and clear.

Jimmy took a deep breath before he continued, "I did the only thing that came into my mind. I brought you back here and w-wrapped you in your blanket and then I wrapped my…my arms around you to do whatever it took to keep you as warm as possible.

"I don't think that you can even imagine the fear that I felt. You fell back asleep fairly quickly, and it was a good thing that you did. If you hadn't, it would have been very possible for you to be waking up in a hospital right about now."

A look of surprise was etched on the girl's face and before she could ask him to explain, he spoke again. "Your temperature was so high. No thermometer was needed for me to be able to tell. I was silently debating and fighting myself against the decision on whether or not I should have scooped you in my arms and ran you to the hospital or wait it out here.

"And imagine, all that happened in the few seconds until you fell back asleep again. You were still shaking but not as often as it was before, and you looked peaceful enough, I didn't want to bother you. I decided then to wait it out, but throughout the whole time, my body was tense, I was ready to jump out and be out the very moment you woke up again."

He stared at her with anguished eyes, and the sight alone caused Cindy's heart to drop.

"That was the longest night that I've ever gone through." He laughed without humor. "I was so very thankful that an hour or so later, your fever reduced significantly and your trembling stopped altogether. So, at around 4:30 in the morning, I managed to relax a bit. But in the end, I just stayed up the whole time to make sure that nothing would happen while I was asleep."

He shook his head and stared at her with helpless eyes, his voice showing how vulnerable and how afraid he was, "Cindy… You scared me. You…you scared me."

Jimmy leaned his head against the wall, and stared out the window.

His breath hitched when he felt her hand on his face, her thumb rubbing his cheek. The boy couldn't help it. He closed his eyes and leaned his head into her hand, involuntarily wrapping his arms tighter around her in the process. After a while, he let out a pained groan but kept his face there.

Cindy swallowed the guilt and the pain that was that was rising in her and whispered, "Thank you Jimmy."

He said nothing in reply, the only proof to show that he heard was a small sigh that escaped his lips.

After a few minutes of sitting on the windowsill, something inside Jimmy seemed to snap.

He opened his eyes and firmly but gently grabbed Cindy's hand and placed it on her lap. The girl stared at him with wide eyes as he did so. She tried to search his face for an answer to his actions but, there was nothing in his face that could give him away, his face almost business-like.

He said in monotone, "I really believe that your fever is gone and it seems that your chills have gone with it. I think that it's time for me to go. I'm sure you have more important things to do than sit around here."

Cindy's eyes remained wide but said nothing as she stood up and watched as he picked up his shirt. He gave her a small, curt nod and quickly walked out the door.

The girl stood at the edge of her bed, listening to the soft echoes as he walked down her stairs, hurt and self-anger in her features. A part of her couldn't believe that Jimmy did something like that to her. To leave her when she needed him.