An Explanation

Ariadne's phone rang; she looked at the caller I.D and noticed it was Arthur.

"Is it Arthur?" Her friend, April said.

"Yes, it is."

"You should pick up; maybe he's going to apologize."

"Alright…" Ariadne walked to her room and answered it.

"Are you going to apologize to me?" she said bluntly.

"I need to talk to you, in person. I owe you an explanation for my recent behavior." He paused and then continued, "How about dinner at my house?"

"I'll try to make it."

"Please come, it's important."

"Whatever." Ariadne said indifferently before hanging up on him.

Arthur impatiently waited for Ariadne to arrive. He checked the clock for the tenth time, wondering if she was ever going to show up. She's ten minutes late. He felt sweaty and he couldn't stop shivering, he knew he was sick, but he wanted to explain to his girlfriend what was going on. He was startled by the sudden knock on his door. That has to be her. He stood up and opened the door, and a casually dressed Ariadne walked in.

"Sorry, I was late; I didn't know if this was something formal or casual." She made her way to the fancy glass dinner table and sat down.

"It's fine, I should have explained more. I made your favorite dish." He nervously sat down.

Ariadne looked at the beads of sweat forming on his forehead, and noticed that he looked sickly pale. "Are you sure you don't want to do this some other time? You look sick." She went over by him to feel his forehead. "Arthur! You're burning up!"

"Wait! Don't go yet, this is what I've been trying to tell you."

"What is it?" Ariadne felt fear creep up her spine. Is he sick?

"I'm sick."

"Sick? What do you mean?"

Arthur shivered as his fever began to kick in. "I've been meaning to tell you, I…" He started breathing deeply and Ariadne helped him stand up.

"Let's get you to bed. You can tell me later, you need to rest." She walked him into his spacious bedroom and had him lie in his bed.

"I need to tell you. I have to tell you." He frantically said as she felt his forehead, and left to get him cold medication.

"You can tell me later Arthur. You're sick and you should get some sleep. Damn it Arthur, you need to take care of yourself before you take on big cases." When she noticed he wouldn't respond she turned around saw that he fell asleep. She smiled, although he was sick, for once in several weeks, he was relaxed and resembled a child. "I'll take care of you, don't worry." She murmured before closing the door to let him rest.

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