(A/N: For Ms. Nick Jonas on fanfiction. Thanks for all the prompts, girl! Your ideas are awesome!)

Chase's pov

I had woken up with an irritated throat, and I was petrified Bree would find out. I was thinking of ways to hide my symptoms as I walked out of my room; but it was all in vain.

She looked at me accusingly, hands on her hips: "Chase William Davenport; you're sick. Go lay down."

I stared at her in shock "How do you DO that?!" Guiding me back to my room, she simply replied "Mama sense. Don't underestimate the powers that come with the job."

Once I was in bed, she sped downstairs to get breakfast ready for the others and make me some soup. After I ate, she began her protocol examination; making me groan.

After a while, she proclaimed "You have strep throat, Chasey..." My only reaction was to face-palm.

She got me accommodated then went to check on Skylar, Oliver and Kaz.

Bree's pov

I went to check on Sky, Kaz and Oliver; and saw the Calderian helping the ice and hydro-powered teen with his powers; and I noticed Kaz looked pale.

"Kaz, are you sick?" He instantly shook his head, wincing and touching his neck. Instantly diagnosing the heat-powered hero, I tried again

"Kazimieras..." Then he confessed, and I had been right all along. He caught Chase's sickness; and after I treated and quarantined both boys, I heard them sigh "I guess we're strep brothers for the time being..."

Thankfully, I nursed them both back to health in less than a week, and Skylar and Oliver didn't catch it.