"Alright gentlemen, that's enough. My patient needs rest, Michael you have to leave now! Willie take Barnabas back to bed." Julia ordered.
Willie ran up the stairs placing one arm around Barnabas waist while the other hand reached for Barnabas. Barnabas took it squeezing it for support as they began to move up the stairs, as the sheriff began telling Barnabas if he needed anything just to have Willie call him. Barnabas exhausted and in pain ignored him as Willie got him to his room. Burning up in his clothes, Willie helped him out of his robe and shirt leaving his pants on, before helping him into the bed and pulling up the covers. Willie went to look out the window, only opening the drapes enough to look outside. The sheriff, Roger, and Michael was leaving down the stairs, as Willie sighed glad to know Julia had gotten rid of them. Hearing Barnabas, Willie went back to his side noticing he was tossing some, his face pale and in pain.
"Don't worry Barnabas, Julia is coming up." Willie assured him just as the door opened, Julia stepping into the room.
"They have left, Willie don't worry." Julia assured him.
Willie nodded, "I know, I peaked out the drapes and saw them leaving."
"Julia..." Barnabas tossed in his bed looking towards the ceiling.
"I'm here, and Willie and I are going take care of you, just rest." Julia touched his forehead feeling the heat coming off him. He nodded understanding before his body relaxed going off to sleep.
"Julia, what is going on?" Willie asked.
Julia shook her head, "I don't know but I'm going to find out. Go get a bowl of water and a rag, he has a high fever."
Willie ran out of the room going downstairs to fetch a bowl filling it with cold water, and grabbing a small hand towel throwing it over his shoulder. Running back upstairs, Willie made sure not to spill any of the water. Entering the room, Willie sat it down on the small table, Julia had moved beside the bedside. Handing the towel to Julia, she shook her head not taking it.
Before he could ask her, Julia explained, "I'm going to head to Collinwood, look over the serum and Barnabas blood. Maybe there will be answers there and I can help him. You stay with him, keep the room dark. If Michael comes back, come to Collinwood and call the sheriff. Also come get me if there is any change. Hopefully Barnabas will sleep peacefully."
"Sure, sure I'll do that." Willie agreed moving a chair up beside Barnabas bed, where he could watch over Barnabas.
As Julia left the room, Willie sat down in the chair, dipping the towel into the water. Ringing it out some, Willie wiped the sweat off Barnabas forehead along with trying to get him to cool down. Barnabas began to groan in his sleep some, his head moving slightly. Willie continued to wipe off his forehead trying to talk to him and keep him calm.
"Don't worry Barnabas, the doc's going fix you up very soon. Once you get better, we could go fishing, and I could teach you how to drive a car. It's going be alright." Willie soothed him.
Meanwhile Julia had reached Collinwood entering into the drawing room finding Roger, Elizabeth, and Vicky there relaxing. Julia came in knowing Roger probably told them of Barnabas condition and wanting to know an update.
"Julia, how is he?" Vicky was the first to speak.
Julia came in sitting down in one of the chairs, "Willie is with him right now. He has a high fever, but once that breaks, yes he will be fine."
"What is wrong with him?" questioned Elizabeth.
"I know he wouldn't want me to say anything, but I feel that your family and you have the right to know." Julia sighed.
Roger shook his head, "What do you mean, Julia?"
"When Barnabas first came here I noticed he always avoided the sunlight. When I questioned him, he finally revealed he had some kind of disease that made him unable to go into the sun without being in great pain from the sun's rays." Julia explained.
"I have never heard of a such thing." stated Vicky.
"And you probably never well. The disease is apparently very rare, and Barnabas has had it almost his whole life. He told me his parents took him to every doctor they could over in England but to no use." Julia sighed.
Elizabeth spoke up, "Why didn't he tell us about this when he first came? Instead of telling us he was away during the day."
"I think it was his honor. Barnabas is a man who wont let this disease keep him down." Julia stated.
Vicky spoke up, "Maybe that is why he sent me home early the other night. He said he wasn't feeling himself. Although it was at night the other day."
"Do you know what caused this illness, Julia? I'm sorry Michael did what he did earlier. He had this crazy idea that Barnabas was a vampire. After seeing Barnabas, I, myself, wanted to throw Michael out of the house." Roger stood pacing around the room.
"I know, I feel just because Barnabas didn't come into the day, Michael had this idea that he had to be a vampire, even though there had been no attacks during the night." Julia stated.
Elizabeth looked to Julia, "Is there anything that can be done for Barnabas?"
Julia nodded, "Yes, for weeks now, I had been trying to cure Barnabas. I was able to take samples of his blood and make a serum. He had been doing so well, that I had hopes, until the other day when we tried to see if he could handle the sun. He had been doing fine, but then it was if he had an reaction."
"If he has a high fever, why have you left him with Willie?" asked Vicky.
"I needed to come back here to get some supplies," explained Julia, "However it was more to examine Barnabas blood and even the serum. Maybe I will find the answers there."
"Can I go meet see him, Julia. Please let me, you know I care for him." Vicky pleaded.
Julia smiled, "Yes, you might be able to help Willie while I'm here."
Elizabeth nodded, "Don't worry Vicky, David can live one day without you."
"He probably enjoy not having any lesson's today." chuckled Roger.
"Thanks, Elizabeth, Roger." Vicky smiled before leaving the room, racing to the old house.
Knowing Willie was upstairs, Vicky didn't bother knocking not wanting Barnabas to be alone even if for a minute. Opening the door, Vicky headed up the stairs knowing the way, since Barnabas had given her a tour a few days before. Coming to Barnabas door, Vicky opened it slowly entering the room. It was well lighted with candles, even though the drapes were shut not letting any sunlight into the room. Willie was sitting besides the bed, with a small table beside him. Smiling to Willie, Vicky moved around to the other side of the bed. Barnabas seemed to be sleeping, however she could tell it wasn't a peaceful one. Sweat had covered his face and gathered on his neck and shoulders, going down his arms. Sitting on the side of the bed, Vicky took Barnabas hand in hers, ignoring the heat coming off of him.
"How's he doing Willie?" Vicky looked to him.
"Resting, but he's been tossing around some." Willie sighed.
Vicky smiled, "Don't worry Willie, Barnabas will get better. He knows he has great friends and family that are praying for him and getting him well."
"Yes, all except that Michael guy. Barnabas was resting fine until Michael had to drag the sheriff here. Barnabas got out of bed, even though he had a fever, just to see who was in his house." Willie shook his head.
"Yes Roger told me he was here also. Why didn't the sheriff stop Michael?" Vicky pondered.
Willie rose pacing around the room, "Yes, but none of us succeeded. Michael saw Barnabas at the top of the stairs, stated that he was pale and ill because he hadn't had enough sunlight. Barnabas not going be called a coward, came down the stairs to stand in front of the window. Thanks to Julia, I was allowed to take him to his room, although the whole time I could feel him trembling beside me."