It had been a month since Katie and Harvey became friends. Spring was coming to an end, and summer was around the corner. But for Harvey…today was gonna be rough on him.

Harvey had woken up that morning to a cold. A bad cold.

He had forced himself to get up. Despite his body's protests of coughing and sneezing, he had to get through his day.

He looked through his fridge for a small meal. He really didn't feel too hungry.

Closing the fridge with a sigh without eating a thing, he got dressed and headed downstairs to the clinic.

It was an hour before someone came in. It was Katie.

"Hey, Harvey!" She smiled, happy to see her friend.

Harvey coughed into his sleeve before saying hello.

Katie frowned. "You okay? You're really pale."

"Just a cold…I-I'm fine." Harvey sniffled.

Katie felt his forehead, making Harvey's heart pound at her touch. "Hmmm…. you're burning up."

Harvey whimpered in fear that she was going to put him to bed.

Katie smiled. "Harvey, I think you should go to bed."

"But-" Harvey opened his mouth to protest.

"No buts." She said, forcing him up out of his chair. "You're going to rest. And I'm going to make sure of it."

Harvey once again tried to protest. "But you have a farm that needs taken care of."

"I finished my daily work. I came by to spend time with my best friend, and I'll spend that time taking care of you." Katie smiled, opening the door to exit the desk area. "Now march yourself up to that apartment and get yourself cozy. I'm going to put a sign on the door saying why you can't open the clinic."

"Okay." Harvey sighed, making his way up to the apartment. He had to smile. "No one ever takes care of me when I don't feel well. Does she care about me that much?"

After getting situated in his bed, Katie walked in, smiling as she always did. "Comfy?"

Harvey nodded, eyes drooping as sleep began to overcome him.

Katie chuckled and hugged him. "Get some rest, Harvey. That's good for you when you're sick."

"Who's the doctor here?" He said sarcastically.

"I know, but you're my first ever friend…I really worry about you." Katie said, her eyes dark. "I don't want to lose the only friend I have."

Harvey smiled, touching her cheek. "You won't lose me that easy."

Katie smiled, gripping his hand tightly. Harvey was puzzled by her firm grip. And he could feel her pulse racing through her wrist hitting his.

"Your pulse is high again." He said.

Katie sighed while blushing. "It always starts racing when I'm near you." She murmured loud enough Harvey could hear.

Harvey smiled, and he closed his eyes with a sigh.

Soon, Katie heard rumbling snores coming from Harvey's chest.

Katie looked in Harvey's fridge for ingredients to make him some soup. She was shocked when she discovered it was nothing but TV dinners and junk food.

"He must not have time to cook." She said.

She quickly ran over to Pierre's to buy some ingredients.

Pierre was puzzled. "You just stocked up last week, you out already?"

"No, Harvey's sick today, and I'm taking care of him until he's better. So, I'm making him my secret soup recipe. That'll perk him up a bit."

Pierre smiled. "Harvey's lucky to have a friend like you!" He smiled.

"You think so?" Katie blushed.

"If I knew any better, I'd say you're in love with him!" Abigail said from where she was pricing produce.

Katie turned a bright red.

"Abigail, mind your own business." Pierre scolded.

After she returned to the clinic, she began cooking the soup.

Harvey soon woke up to the smell of herbs and spices. He put his robe on and wandered into the kitchenette where he saw Katie cooking over the stove.

She smiled when she spotted him. "How are you feeling, Harvey?"

Harvey coughed a little. "A little better. What'cha cooking?"

"My secret soup recipe." She said, sniffing it. "It's almost done."

"It smells delicious," Harvey said, mouth watering at the smells penetrating his clogged sense of smell.

"If you can smell it, you must be getting better." She smiled, stirring the soup.

Harvey sat down at the table in his room. Soon Katie came in with a bowl of soup and set it down in front of Harvey.

Harvey ate a spoonful, his taste buds tingling. Swallowing, he smiled.

"You like it?" She asked. "It's okay if you don't."

"I love it," Harvey said, digging into the soup, gulping it down.

"Easy, Harvey, don't wanna get a stomachache, do you?" Katie tried to slow his eating down.

"Sorry, It's just so delicious! Better than those TV dinners I eat." Harvey said, forcing himself to slow down.

Katie chuckled. "At least you enjoy my cooking."

"I think you're a wonderful cook." He smiled, eyes twinkling like glittering stars.

Katie smiled back. "You know, if it helps, I could lend you some of my recipes to learn how to cook them, that way you can enjoy it anytime you want. Cause it's all up here, so I won't forget. Hopefully."

Harvey nodded. "That'd be great."

There were a few minutes of awkward silence.

Katie thought to herself. Should I ask him? No, it doesn't seem like the right time.

Harvey started thinking. What should I say? Should I make a comment? Or just ask a question? Why is it so hard for me to talk to her sometimes?

Suddenly, the ground shook, making Katie lose her balance and fall. "Ow!"

Harvey helped her to stand. "You okay?" He asked.

"Apart from my backside hurting, yeah." Katie rubbed her backside, wincing. "What was that, an earthquake?"

"Probably an aftershock. An earthquake is usually much more violent." Harvey said.

Katie coughed harshly, making Harvey flinch.

"Katie…you okay?" He asked.

"Yeah?" Katie seemed unsure. "Why?"

"You were coughing, it made me think you were catching my cold." He said, patting her on the back. "I don't want that."

Katie sneezed, making Harvey worry even more than he was. Her face was pale.

He felt her forehead.

"I'm not sick." She insisted.

"Then why are you burning up?" He asked.

"I'm always warm." She said.

Harvey got a thermometer and stuck it in Katie's mouth. After a couple minutes, he pulled it out, eyes wide as he saw her fever was really high.

"You're sick, you're running a serious fever." He said, voice shaking a little.

Katie sniffled, wiping her eyes. Harvey was confused. Is she crying? Why?

"Are you…crying?" He asked gently.

"N-no…" She sniffled.

"Yes, you are," Harvey said, looking at the tears leaking from her red, bloodshot eyes. "What's wrong?"

"This happens every time I try to spend time with you. I always end up getting sick or hurt." She whimpered.

Harvey realized she was right. For the past few weeks, Katie had been getting sick every time she came to see him. It was peculiar how she got sick so often.

He looked her over, identifying the problem. "I think I know why you're getting sick so often."

Katie blinked wearily. "oh?"

"There's not enough meat on those bones!" he patted her arm, which was very thin. "You need to up your calorie intake."

Katie smiled, and hugged him weakly. "what would I ever do without you?" she breathed.

Harvey smiled at the love he heard in her voice. "I don't know." He sighed.

Katie coughed harshly. Harvey looked at her, seeing her eyes were bleary and watery. He chuckled.

"let's eat some soup and then get some rest." Harvey patted her on the back.

Katie smiled a little. "Okay."

After both had a meal, Katie stood up from the table, gathering up their bowls and going to wash them in the kitchenette sink.

Harvey had to admire her. Even when she was sick, she'd still make an effort to provide him with less worry.

Katie soon finished the dishes, and came back, looking ready to fall over.

Harvey chuckled. "Wanna lay in bed with me? Just until you feel like you can make it home?" He really wanted to spend some time with her in an effort to get closer to her.

Katie coughed weakly, shuddering. "I-I couldn't…I..."

"Nonsense, it's no different from the night I spent with you." He smiled. "Remember?"

Katie sighed and smiled. She crawled in one side of the bed, Harvey on the other.

She soon began to snore. Harvey smiled and planted a gentle kiss on her forehead. "I love you, my friend. Hopefully one day…I'll get to say it when you're awake….and I'll hear it back."

He closed his eyes with a sigh and fell asleep.