Chapter Six:

Just as Harvey was almost back to sleep he could hear from Mike's groaning that he was awake again. He had a long night ahead of him he thought as he forced himself upright and tiredly walked down to the guest room to attend to Mike for the second time that night.

Upon entering the room he could see that Mike was still asleep and moving around restlessly, his face flushed and covered in sweat.

"Mike." he said quietly as he gently shook his shoulder. "Mike? Are you okay?"

Mike slowly opened his eyes slightly groaning, he seemed unaware of his surroundings.

"Where am I?" he groaned, his voice was hoarse and slurred.

Harvey's face creased with concern. "You're at my house Mike."

"What?" he said his face wincing with the effort of talking, his eyes becoming heavy.

Harvey placed his hand on Mike's forehead. "Shit. It feels like you have a fever." he said pulling the duvet off of Mike in an attempt to cool him down. He grabbed the glass of water off of the nightstand and propped Mike up against the pillows so he was sitting up, he was slumping against them too tired to support himself.

Harvey got another wet facecloth and placed it against Mike's burning forehead and then grabbed the glass of water off the nightstand and brought it up to Mike's lips.

Mike sleepily turned his head the other way putting up a hand in protest.

"Mike drink this, it'll help." instructed Harvey, he needed to get Mike's fever down.

Mike shook his head. " too cold and tired." he muttered groggily.

Harvey wearily ran his hand through his hair as he placed the glass down.

"Is Trevor here yet?" mumbled Mike his eyes closed tightly.

"Trevor?" asked Harvey perplexed as he looked intently at Mike's pale face that was beaded with sweat.

"He said he was."

"No Mike, Trevor isn't here ." Harvey was getting worried, Mike seemed to be really confused from the fever. He took his phone out of his pocket and quickly dialed Donna, she'd know what to do.

"Hello?" mumbled Donna who was still half asleep.

"Donna I know it's late, but I need your help."

"Is something wrong? Is Mike okay?" she asked more alert now, her voice full of panic.

"He's burning up, he has a really bad fever and I'm not sure what to do."

"I'll be there in five minutes."

"Harvey? Is Trevor here?" repeated Mike as Harvey was hanging up.

Harvey sighed as he sat on the bed beside Mike while they waited for Donna. "No he isn't coming here Mike." he explained again.

They sat in silence for the next five minutes the only sound that filled the room was Mike's deep and slightly fast breathing. He stirred a little when the sound of Donna knocking at the door broke the silence and Harvey jumped up to go and open it.

"Thanks for this Donna." said Harvey as she came inside and followed him down the hall to the guest bedroom.

She looked at Mike and then exchanged a concerned look with Harvey.

"He doesn't look too great. Maybe we should ring an ambulance?" she said as she approached Mike.

"No." Mike protested, his voice cracking. He opened his eyes and fixed his gaze on Donna's face. "Please."

"Okay Mike, it's okay." she hushed as she gently pushed his damp hair back and brushed her hand on his warm cheek.

"Don't..feel.. good." he suddenly slurred forcing out each word.

Donna looked at Harvey who quickly picked up the basin off of the floor and shoved it beside Mike just in time.

Donna rubbed his back, gently soothing him as he got sick. His body was trembling slightly when he was finished as she helped him lie back down.

"The files." he mumbled as he restlessly moved around, his eyes were closed and his jaw was clenched.

"What files Mike?" asked Donna glancing back as Harvey who frowned in confusion.

"The files." he repeated, his voice was quiet and raspy. He was becoming less coherent.

"He's so disorientated." said Harvey his voice laced with worry. "I think he needs to go to the hospital Donna."

"We just need to cool him down and try to get his fever under control." she said as she got closer to Mike and began tugging his dark grey t-shirt off over his head revealing his skinny torso, the outline of his ribs were slightly visible.

"Harvey can you get some more wet cloths please?" asked Donna.

Harvey nodded and returned with the cloths in a few seconds.

"Maybe this will help." She said as she rubbed Mike's torso down with the wet facecloths in an attempt to cool him down.

Harvey handed Donna a glass of red wine as he sat down beside her on the couch. It was 4:30 am and Mike had finally settled down again and his temperature was beginning to get back to normal.

"You look exhausted Harvey." stated Donna looking at him closely,

Harvey sighed and rubbed his temples. "I am, I didn't realise keeping an eye on him would be this tiring."