The one sickfic chapter you knew was coming.

God, Weiss had forgotten how much she hated being sick. Well, it was a fact that promptly smacked her in the face the moment she opened her eyes that morning.

She woke up in a cold sweat for one, with chills racing down her back. She had to catch herself against the bedframe as she stood, her legs unusually shaky. She could feel the beginnings of a sinus headache coming on, and she groaned at the implications.

Of course, Ruby popped up beside her at the sound, already giving Weiss a concerned look.

Before Ruby could pull out her scroll and ask, Weiss spoke, her voice coming out as more of a croak then anything.

"I'm fine Ruby. Just tired."

Ruby frowned at that, looking her over even more closely than before.

"I told you I'm fine." Weiss growled, pushing past the younger girl as she made her way to the bathroom, hoping she didn't sound as weak to Ruby as she did to herself.

In the bathroom, she did a quick sweep to see if they had any cold medicine. They did not. Dammit, she was going give Yang a hell of a lecture about that later. Yang was their designated supply fetcher, and Weiss was pretty damn sure medicine had been on the list.

With another groan, she began to legitimately consider just skipping classes today. But she had an essay due for Doctor Oobleck, and Professor Peach said that today's lecture would be essential for the next test. She would have to suck it up for now.

Ugh, she just hoped her sickness didn't end up causing any unnecessary issues. She actually felt that they had been making progress as a team lately, but she became, unhinged, so to say, when she was sick. Not that she often remembered it afterwards.

Winter had once described it as watching a snappier, discombobulated, but more open version of Weiss. And that was something that Blake, Yang, and Ruby did not need to bear witness to. All she had to do was keep it together until the day was over, and then she'd be clear. She could do this.

To give Weiss some credit, at least she made it to second period before being found out. She had survived Doctor Oobleck's class, albeit with a pounding headache and the desire to just wrap herself in a tiny cocoon and hide away from the world. She hadn't had to talk much though, as long as she looked alert.

She felt herself slipping into a sick induced haze as they moved onto Professor Port's class, much to her disappointment. As the class continued, Weiss couldn't stop her head from dropping lower and lower. Sleep was offering sweet release from her stuffed nose and chill wracked body, an offer which eventually won out over her common sense.

She was awoken by a light hand shaking her shoulder, causing her to spring up with a start. Glaring around blearily, she searched for whoever had pulled her out of sleep's warm embrace, and once again found herself facing Ruby, with Yang and Blake standing behind her.

"I'm fine." Weiss found herself mumbling instinctively, pushing herself to her feet. The world spun around her for a second, and she had to stop herself from falling onto the desk. She was even more out of it than she thought.

She faintly felt a hand push against her forehead, and she had to wonder when her face had gotten so hot. She even started to lean into the comfortingly cool touch, before coming to her senses and drawing away.

She blinked her eyes open, her teammates slowly coming into focus. Ruby was signing to Yang, who appeared to be translating to Blake. She couldn't really tell, but she had to assume they were talking about her, from the way Ruby kept pointing at her.

Yang walked up to her, clearly talking to her, but Weiss could only hear snippets above the pounding in her head.

"You…forget class…sleep…the room."

Yang wanted her to go back to the dorm for some sleep. She couldn't though, not with Professor Peach's lecture coming up. She must have said something along those lines, as the rest of her team vigorously shook their head in denial.

"You…need…come…with us." Blake spoke this time, and Weiss could already hear herself denying the option again. It didn't appear to help though, as Yang was already packing up her bag for her.

Weiss stared blankly as she saw Ruby's hand wrap around her wrist, gently tugging her forwards and out of the classroom.

Weiss found that she didn't have enough left in her to resist, and she stuck to muttering angrily under her breath the entire trip back.

When they finally reached her bead, Weiss pratically fell into her bed after Ruby softly pushed her onto it. That's funny, she didn't notice that she had been leaning on Ruby until her side suddenly chilled from the lack of warmth.

Soon she was swaddled in blankets, with an ice pack resting on her forehead and a glass of water within arms reach. She noticed that Ruby was still standing beside her, and she opened her mouth to tell Ruby to go back to class, but her vision swam, and she loosely felt her hand drop down as she fell back into sleep's clutches.

She was having fever dreams, that much was clear to her addled mind. What wasn't clear were the figures that moved in the corners of her eyes whenever she opened them. She could hear herself muttering whatever thoughts appeared in her mind. A blessed state of dreamlessness was out of her reach, so, she fitfully tossed and turned through most of it.

When she finally awoke with a clear head, the first thing she noticed was Ruby, snoring lightly against Weiss' mattress. The second thing was the overwhelming amount of food waiting for her.

She shook Ruby awake, asking the younger girl, "Ruby? What is this?"

Ruby seemed to be surprised at the question, before hastily pulling out her scroll to type her answer.

"You asked for it, remember?"

Weiss prepared herself to snap back at such an obvious joke, but paused when she saw that Ruby looked completely serious, slightly puzzled, but completely serious. Weiss stared at the food covered nightstand beside her bed, utterly baffled. Everything imaginable was stuffed onto it, from cinnamon rolls to... blueberry yogurt?

Weiss groaned, this was why she abhorred any sort of illness. She was always left picking up the pieces that her sick brain inevitably left behind.

Weiss looked over to Ruby again, who had stood up to stretch, leaving her scroll behind with another message.

"I'm sorry if you don't like it. I thought you might enjoy it since you asked for it."

Weiss sighed, "Ruby, do you know how annoying it is reading the same two words over an over everyday? Stop apologizing when there's nothing to apologize for, it's annoying! I just..." Another sigh escapes her lips, "But thank you, for putting up with my illness."

Ruby simply gave a soft smile in return, shrugging slightly to show that it hadn't bothered her at all.