He didn't know how, but Lotus' forehead just keep burning up, her temperature raising. And he was getting scared. He woke up from his dream with Gamora, to find her sweating and her face red, so he tried putting a cold cloth on her forehead. It didn't work. He tried feeding her. It didn't worked either. She just cried and cried. Until he did what any desperate parent would. In their wrong mind, of course.

"ROCKET! WAKE UP! DRIVE TO XANDAR! IT'S AN EMERGENCY!"

OOO

The ride was full of tension and each of the guardians were worried about the little baby, who cried to no end. Peter worried for her the most. He blamed himself for not seeing the signs of her sickness. He really hoped she was not having an allergic reaction to nuts. He really hoped. But there were NO nuts in the ship, so that couldn't be it.

Rocket flew the Milano as fast as it could go to Xandar. He was worried for IT, although he did not admit that.

Gamora went into full mommy mode, running back and forth, bringing wet towels to cool down Lotus' body temperature. She even grabbed the baby from Peter's arms in an attempt to calm her down.

Finally, after a ride full of baby cries and bleeding ears (and a dirty diaper on Rocket's head), they finally landed in Xandar Hospital. The whole team ran inside, into the children's hospital wing. Lotus was quickly taken into a room, but the pink skinned nurses wouldn't allow the guardians inside.

So they were stuck with waiting. And waiting. And waiting. And the guardians were NOT patient, specially Rocket.

"OPEN THE FUCKING DOORS!" The raccoon yelled as he knocked on the waiting room doors that lead to the children's hospital area while another pair of doors led to other places of the hospital.

"Rocket! Calm Down! I'm even more worried than you are. Hell, Peter's is worrying more than us four together so calm down!" Gamora yelled at the raccoon.

"I hate waiting!"

"I do as well! But you must shut up because you are NOT helping!" Gamora replied.

"I am Groot."

"I'm not staying around here any longer, Groot! I want to go in or I'll shot the doctor!"

"If you shot him and kill him, who will know what is wrong with Lotus?!"

Peter sat quietly in a corner, not caring to step into the argument taking place in front of him. He was more worried about his own thoughts. Of Lotus. Damn, he has never been this worried for someone. This doesn't compare to that time he saved Gamora from freezing in space. This was his daughter. His. He felt a comforting hand on his shoulder from Drax. Peter gave him a weak smile.

"She'll be fine, Quill. She's Star-Lord's daughter after all." Drax said.

Those words were encouraging. Lotus was a fighter. She was HIS daughter. She'll be fine. But his ears won't be if he didn't stopped the fight that was currently taking place.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

There was a death-like silence in the room. "…fuck you."

"What was that, Rocket?"

"Nothing….bitch."

Peter decided to ignore that comment. "Listen. We are all worried, especially me. But if we don't calm down, something bad is going to happen. Like, I don't know… Rocket blowing up the room? I mean, the Guardians of the Galaxy in a hospital waiting room? I'm pretty sure the nurses are shivering by our presence right now."

"I am Groot."

"Good to know that you agree with me." Peter sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose. "Just… calm down, ok? You're going to make my ears bleed." His voice quivered a little bit, but stayed quiet after that so he wouldn't start… crying. He didn't like hospitals. They brought back painful memories.

"Peter?" Gamora asked.

Peter sniffed, unable to contain a few tears. "Sorry. It's just that the last time I was in a hospital… I… She… my mom…"

Gamora's gaze saddened. Peter never spoke about his mother because he couldn't do it without crying.

The doors 'finally' opened, revealing a male doctor of probably in mid-fifties. He held a few paper in his hand. "Quill?"

Peter walked towards the doctor. "Yes?"

The doctor looked down at his papers. "She's having the flu. That it's all." Peter felt relieved. "You brought her just in time. You see, babies get sick easily. It was nothing that serious what little Miss Quill had. But it could have been worse." The doctor continued. "She is a fighter, I may had."

"Where is she?"

"The nurse will bring her in a few minutes. She'll be fine as long as you give her this medicine for a week." The doctor gave Peter a small bottle. "Keep her in cool places for a while. Her fever is gone but we don't want to risk it."

"Thanks you."

The doctor went away and a few minutes later, a pink skinned nurse entered the waiting room with Lotus sleeping on her hands. She handed her to Peter and walked away. Peter turned around to face his friends, all of them as relieved as him that Lotus was fine.

"So… do any of you have money to pay the hospital?"

OOO

"Hey! Come back! You haven't paid the bill!" A nurse ran behind them.

The guardians just made a run for it back to the Milano. Hey, if you don't have money to pay, don't hesitate and run before they call the Nova Corps.