Clara was moving slower then usual… She couldn't keep up with the sheep like she usually did. "Ugh… GET BACK HERE!" She screamed before wincing rubbing her neck. Ow… That hurt!

The sheep just kept moving. She pouted walking after them, her crook dragging in the ground behind her. "Mean sheep…"

"Clara?"

Ben rolled over to her, worry in his eyes.

"You doing alright? You've been really sluggish today."

Clara looked to him pouting. "I… I'm alright… Just fine…" She lied. No I'm not… I'm all achy and tired… "I can still work Ben…. I can-" She broke off coughing.

Ben frowned, rolling closer to her, nuzzling her.

"Your body is betraying you. Be honest with me. What's up?"

Clara nuzzled back before sighing. "I don't feel very well… My throat hurts… And so does everything else…"

"Looks like you caught a bug, Little Pup." Ben scooped her on to his wing. "Bed rest for you."

"But-Oh okay…" Clara curled up to his side, pressing her cheek against his metal. "Cool…"

"Built in ice pack for sick pups." Ben chuckled. He looked to his sheep. "Behave yourselves! Or no special feed!"

He rolled off as all the sheep bahed to each other. He rolled over to hangar, getting Clara to her bed.

"I'm gonna go get Dean."

Clara nodded curling up under her blanket. "Alright… I'll stay here, promise… Love you Ben…"

"Love you too, Clara."

Ben rolled out for a moment and soon returned with Dean beside him along with a huminid.

"Dean and Sam at your service." Dean said as he rolled over to Clara. "Heard Ben's pup caught a bug."

"Yeah… I'm all achy and tired…" Clara yawned a little. "I hate bein' sick.."

"Well, that's why we're here to fix you up." Sam grinned. "So, let's get started alright?"

"Okay… Can Ben stay?"

"Of course." Dean smiled.

Ben rolled to the side of her bed, keeping out of Dean and Sam's way.

"I'll be right here."

"Thanks." Clara gave him a tired smile. "I'll be a good girl… Promise…"

"I know you will."

Dean and Sam got right to work, mostly Sam though. Dean assisted for the most part.

"Huminids are not my speciality, that's why we have Sam."

Sam nodded, looking over everything he had noted.

"Looks like you caught a sore throat. Drink plenty of water and get rest. Try to restrain from using your voice as much as possible. Should clear up in a few days."

Clara nodded. "Guess all that screamin' at the sheep got back at me…"

"Might as well call it Shepherd's throat." Sam looked to Ben. "He's had plenty of sore throats in his time."

Ben gave a sheepish look. "Sheep are just a pain in the rudder sometimes."

"Yeah, we've all heard it." Dean smirked. "Naughty sheep you got there."

Clara giggled quietly. "Yep… We love 'em anyway…"

"Yerp…" Ben nuzzled Clara. "Glad it's nothing serious."

Clara nuzzled back hugging his nose. "Me too."

"Yeah, she'll be good as new and running around in no time. Long as she gets her rest and fluids she'll be right as rain… And we mean it missy… No running around yelling until that's cleared up."

Clara made a motion of turning a key to her lips and mimed throwing it away. She knew the drill. No talking if she could avoid it.

"There's a good girl." Sam smiled. "Alright Dean, I believe our work is done."

"Yep." Dean ruffled Clara's hair gently. "Hope you feel better soon. We'll see you guys later."

"Bye…" Clara whispered before she curled up beside Ben.

Dean and Sam left the two alone. Ben nuzzled Clara gently, humming softly.

"Want me to stay with you?"

Clara nodded nuzzling him. "Please? I don't wanna be alone."

"Of course… just one sec."

Ben rolled out of the hangar for a moment. He came back a few moments later.

"Had to get someone to watch the sheep. Chase happily volunteered. Just hope that fuel truck can keep up with them."

"I'm sure they'll be fine… Or at least the sheep will… If they overpower him… He's a lost cause." Clara deadpanned with a little smirk on her face.

Ben chuckled, rolling over to Clara and resting his muzzle on the side of her bed.

"I tell you, those sheep are up to something."

Clara laid beside him. cuddling close. "Some sorta conspiracy… I bet they have their own squadron… The Woolly Wrenches…"

"Yesss… They want all the cuddles they can get… and special feed."

She nodded, giggling a little. "Ahuh." Clara rubbed one of her eyes yawning. "Not that tired… I can stay up…"

Ben shook his head, humming softly, nuzzling her.

Clara nuzzled back curling up. She just wouldn't admit it to herself… She had her stubborn streak at times.

"Rest Little Pup… I'm right here…"

"Okay Papa Plane… Night…" She gradually drifted off huddled close to him.

Ben smiled, drifting off himself.

Glad I can do this… I just want her to be happy…

A week later… Clara woke him up with a start, by leaping onto his wings.

"GOOD MORNING PAPA PLANE!" She yelled at the top of her lungs… She was feeling like herself again and proving it.

Ben jumped a little, looking around till his eyes landed on Clara… and let out a laugh.

"Morning, Little Pup!"

Clara grinned before throwing her arms around him. "I feel better today… Can I help with the sheep today? Please?"

"Of course." Ben nuzzled her. "I need all the help I can get."

Clara grinned. "Yeah don't want you getting sick either… But if you did, I'd take care of you… Like you do for me."

"It's what family does." Ben smiled. "Love you, Clara."

Clara nuzzled him smiling. "I love you too Ben... So much."

Ben nuzzled her back.

"Shall we?"

"We shall!"

But I'm not gonna scream as much. I don't wanna get sick again!

… But even if I do… Least I got my Papa Plane.