Horatio flushed the toilet, he felt like he just saw the hamburger again, that he ate on his 12 th birthbay party. He definetly had nothing left in his stomach.

"H, is that you?" he heard outside the stall

When he peeked around the door of the stall he was in, he saw Eric and Calleigh waiting for him.

"Calleigh, you are aware that this is the men's room right?"

"Don't change the subject horatio, we were worried when you did't show up in the morgue so we went looking for you"

"I'm fine Calleigh, don't worry about me."

"you didn't sound like you where fine Horatio" she said putting her hands on her hips.

"Yeah Horatio, you should go home, or at least let Alexx take a look at you" Eric said.

Horatio cringed at the thought of having to spend an hour in the morque being looked over by an overprotective Alexx. "I don't need Alexx to check me over, it's just a touch of the flu. I feel better now"

Calleigh looked unconvinced, but signed "fine, but if this gets any worse ill personaly drag you to Alexx alright? "

"Deal"

He was finally home, it had been a long and exhausting day, and he didn't feel like getting up any time soon. The headache he had that morning, turned into a full blown migraine. He felt like he had gotten run over by a bus. Everything he had eaten that day, had already ended up in the toilet. And the room reemed to be spinning. Perhaps he shouldn't go to work tomorrow. A day off sounded quite nice, and he couldn't remember the last time that he layed in bed and did nothing.

Yes a day off it was, tomorrow morning he would call in sick.

BeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeP

Not again, please not again.

A freckled hand reached out from under the blanket and grabbed the pager. Horatio seriously thought about flushing the damned thing down the toilet. But that would mean getting up. He groaned and looked at the number. Eric again. Somebody's is getting fired he thought.

He grabbed his phone and called Eric.

"Eric what is going on? "

"What's going on? It's 10:30 in the morning and your not at the lab yet."

Horatio cursed He must have slept though the alarm.

"Ill be there in 30 minutes" he said. At least he managed to get some sleep. Though it didn't help much. Should have called in sick. He thought when he got out of bed.

The room seemed to spin around, and suddenly he felt very ill. He quickly stumbled to the bathroom. And fell in front of the toilet and started heaving. He threw up what little he had managed to eat before he went to sleep the evening before. Once the nausea abated, he rinsed his mouth and looked in the mirror.

He looked worse than the day before.

"Perhaps I should have stayed in bed" he thought. His eyes looked glassy and his face was covered with a thin layer of sweat. He grabbed the thermometer out of his medicine cabinet and put it under his tongue.

If he planned on going to work, he had better hurry up. He told Eric he'd be there in 30 minutes. He the thermometer out of his mouth and read the numbers. "101, well I've had worse" He should just have to suck it up. And do his job.

He took a fast cold shower to wake him up. And grabbed his things. And hurried to the lab.