'Ring Andrea,' Daryl mumbled as he pulled on pants, he swore everything was trying to cock block him. Sophia woken up crying just as he kissed Carol's neck. Crying that he hadn't heard from her, he leaped out of bed naked grabbing her from the hallway almost tripping over his own feet to get her back to Carol. He pulled on pants, then crawled up the bed. Sophia let out a high pitched squeal that indicated she was in some sort of pain and whimpered at Carol's chest.

'What time is it?' Carol looked around for the clock to see the time.

'Don't care, ring her,'

'Its too late to ring,' Carol said, trying to do something to stop Sophia from crying, she arched her back letting out a wail.

'Why she crying then?' Daryl asked, he pulled on his tee shirt wondering what to say.

'I don't know, how long did she sleep?' Carol looked at the clock.

'About 40 minutes, maybe, I don't know, what do we do?' Daryl looked upset, Carol was upset, Sophia was upset.

'I don't know whats wrong,' Carol said. 'She's never cried like this.'

'Can I revoke a co-parenting right or something? I'm ringing Andrea,' Daryl said he reached for his phone, Carol nodded nearly crying.

'Sophia's sick,' Daryl all but shouted into the phone when Andrea answered the phone. He listened for a seconded going into the bathroom he pulled open the draw coming out with a baby thermometer to take the temperature, he pulled it out of the box. Following the directions and listening to Andrea over the phone, he pointed it at Sophia's head. It beeped and he read the number out to Andrea.

'Ok, ok, Yip, ok. Yes, ... ok, see you soon,' Daryl told her. He hung up the phone looking at Carol, 'She's coming to check her, Do you want me to try walking around here for a bit? You can get dressed?'

Carol handed over a crying Sophia while she looked for clothes to put on. Pulling on pants over her under wear and a sweatshirt, Sophia was hot and she let out a wail and vomited on Daryl, he moved her off that spot he had her bottom resting in his hand and then he felt it, an explosion of sorts coming out the side of her diaper into his hand.

'Arrrrrrrrrrrrrh Carol, Carol, Help!' He called out. He was covered in poop and puke. Gagging trying to to vomit himself. He held her to his chest even though she was covered, Carol come into the room looking to see why he was calling out to her, she put her hand over her mouth.

'Here, I'll take her,' Carol took her holding her out from her body wondering what to do, Daryl was heading to the bathroom to shower, Carol followed him in holding Sophia out, she had stopped crying but was covered in vomit and poop. Daryl stripped turning the shower on and stepping in, leaving his clothes in a heap on the floor. Carol put a towel down and took her clothes off, she was hot to touch, now she was smelly. Daryl was scrubbing himself down.

'That was gross, really gross,' Daryl said out of the shower, 'Pass her in, I'll wash her,'

'You want her?' Carol asked.

'Pass her in I'll wash her off,' Daryl pulled open the shower curtain, Carol passed her in, and the baby soap to clean her. She gathered their poopy clothes to take to the laundry and shoved them in the machine, thinking she could wash them twice or three times to get it all off.

She turned the heater on in the lounge and quickly gathered her some clothes then raced back in with a towel to get Sophia. She looked in and he had washed her hair right down to her toes, Carol stared at them for a second watching Daryl cradle her in his arms. Her head balanced against his shoulder. He wasn't watching Carol his attention was on Sophia, washing around her neck.

'She puked again,' Daryl said Carol held out the towel taking her from the room to get her dried.

There was a knock at the door, she opened it to Andrea and Merle followed her. She was carrying her black doctor bag and opened it, pulling out some bits and pieces, she took her temp again, looked her over, in her ears, down her throat. Daryl come out with a towel wrapped around him to check everything was ok. He wandered off to put some clothes on. When he come back Merle was sitting at the small dining table he had made coffees for everyone.

Andrea gave her some pain meds to help her settle down. Told Carol she could get her dressed.

'Its a virus, her ears look a little sore, but the fact she's vomited and has pooped we will look at her ears again tomorrow, ' Andrea told them going over to sit at the table to drink her coffee. 'Keep feeding her, hold her, she should sleep, you can give her some more pain meds at 5am if she needs it,'

'How did she get a virus?' Daryl asked her, Andrea shrugged.

'Anywhere, she's been around a lot of people this weekend, also she went to the playgroup today,' Andrea told him, Carol glanced his way both Andrea and Carol knew what he was going to say , Andrea bet Carol to the comment. 'You can't keep her wrapped in cotton wool Daryl she's going to get sick.'

'I didn't say anything,' Daryl muttered walking over to get his and Carol's cup of coffee putting Carol's on the little table next to her, standing drinking his.

'You were thinking it, though weren't you, you were thinking about how you could stop her from getting sick,' Merle teased him. Andrea gave him a look that Merle shut up right that moment knowing that Andrea would go nuts if he kept teasing Daryl, he caused enough problems over the weekend.

'How do you stop them getting sick?' Daryl directed his question to Andrea and Carol avoiding Merle's gaze, Sophia was sound asleep at Carol's breast. 'How long till she's better?'

'A few day's maybe, tomorrow, if she's still vomiting tomorrow, I want to know,' Andrea directed her comment to Carol. 'You need to feed her often and keep her with you, keep checking her temp, if it gets too high I want to know.'

An hour later Merle and Andrea left, they moved to the bedroom. 'You want me to sleep in Sophia's room?'

'I think, she should sleep here with me, you don't have to go, she can sleep this side you can sleep that side.' Carol told him. He yawned and looked at the clock, relieved he didn't have to work tomorrow, or today. He climbed in beside Carol who had Sophia tucked into her front and tried to sleep.

'You ok?' He asked Carol.

'I'm ok, just don't like her being sick,'

'Me neither,' Daryl mumbled reaching in front of Carol to rub Sophia's back, then he rubbed Carol and tried to sleep.