(Dray's POV)
My mind washed, it became blank, my body slumped and an unwanted darkness circle me.
I could faintly feel the small, warm hands gripping me, than as I thought it was ending, my existance was ending, I was lowered into something, only she let go of me, and I fell.
A rush of water surrounded me, keeping my afloat, yet keeping me under. I breathed in the oxygen I used, the thing that kept me well. I was sick, but with help from water, part of my home, I was recovering.
I faintly felt the presence of Danielle, it became clearer when moments passed, and I knew she was there, I knew very article of her being. Water rushed around her in speed, I controlled it, warming it to the temperature she'd like, settling it so she'd know that I would not harm her. She slept on the baths edge, Agonizing the pain she may think she'd have to go through if I did not wake. I was, after all, her best friend, her protector.
I could feel her winches, I could feel her fear. I could touch her body, I could sooth her my way. I wouldn't need to hide, she'd accept me, I knew this from her soul. I was never going to regrett coming here, I was never going to regrett falling in love.
What seemed like hours passed and I was still in this water, it was comforting, it was healing my sickness. My skin came vibrant once again, heat, the fire didn't seem to consume me in the pain it held me in. I was able to breath breath, whether it was water or air. My breathing collided with the water, amking shallow waves, soothing the edginess away from Danielle. She moved, her hand fell into the bath water, unconsciously touching my chest, holding on like a life jacket for the good it did her. Touching my skin, I knew she would heat more. I knew, to her, it would feel like a hot blanket on a cold, chilly night.
She muttered in her sleep, and even when water entered her mouth, she didn't choke. It would be impossible for her to die so easily from water, she would survive at least six minutes without air under water. I could feel that throughout her being, she wouldn't have the courage to try though, it would scare her if she thought she may drown.
Hours really did pass by the time I was fully recovered. I was a little more than recovered, I was certain that I looked a little more vibrant than usual, which probably meant that I looked a little more gorgeous, to a human at least.
I pulled out of the water, taking a deep breath of clean air. I looked at Danielle before touching her cheek, smoothing away the worry lines. Her eyes flickered for a moment then closed again, I knew she'd hear me.
"It's not safe to sleep in water, you know?" she almost groaned, instead she settled for a sigh.
"Mhmm." She started. "but it's you."
She knew the water was part of me, obviously, she knew she was safe. I didn't remove my hand from here face as I made all the water return to it's original place, and taking the warmth with it. I made Danielle dry, though her face remained wet. She would still be warm with my chosen body temperature, and I needed that small amount of water for it to work.
I picked her up, easily, she weighed nothing to me. Her head fell limp on my chest and she breathed me in, her fingers cirled on my shirt while the other hand came upto my face.
"Don't scare me like that again, Dray." she ordered. I stared into her open eyes and tried to find any fear, any escape plan. Nothing, she wasn't afraid of me, and I had jumped to the wrong conclusion, she just wanted me to be safe, she needed me.
"It was never my intention to ever scare you, I got sick." I told her miserably, I usually never get sick. I would never, in my right mind, scare her on purpose.
She surprised me by tugging on my arm, a clear invitation to let her down, and I did. I kept my arms waiting incase she fell, but she surprised me again by saying, "I'm hungry."
