Exhaustion had taken over the group. The sun was high in the sky but they hadn't had any sleep in over twenty-four hours.

The pain medication that Tim and Avi had been given, had long worn off and both were feeling the effects of their injuries.

Tim felt as if he would feel better if someone would just cut his foot off with an ax. Avi felt as if someone had hit him in the head with the ax.

Kirstie and Adam gave their lovers the pain medication that the doctor had prescribed. Then with the help of Chris and Chance, they were able to get them upstairs into their bedrooms.

Tim coughed a few times as Adam and Chris got him into bed. But, him being a smoker, they thought nothing about it.

"ACHOOO!" Avi sneezed loudly. "ACHOO!!"

"Bless you." Chance laughs.

"I hope you're not getting sick." Kirstie says as she feels of his forehead. "Chance, does he feel warm to you?"

Chance reaches over and places his hand on Avi's forehead.

"Yeah, maybe a little." Chance answers. "Wouldn't surprise me any if him and Tim both get sick."

"Well, at least we have a doctor amongst us now." Kirstie smiles as she tucks Avi into bed. "Since I have you alone, can I ask you something?"

"Sure." Chance answers.

"How are things going between you and Austin?" Kirstie asks as she sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Truthfully. I don't know." Chance sighs. 

"But, I thought you guys were a couple now." Kirstie asks with confusion.

"Well, I hope we are." Chance chuckles softly. "I'm just afraid he's, unknowingly, using me as a rebound for getting over Tim."

"Oh, I don't think Austin would do that." Kirstie answers, shaking her head. 

"I hope you're right. Cause I really like him a lot." Chance smiles.

"ACHOOOO!! ACHOO!" Avi sneezes.

"I'm outta here." Chance laughs as he backs toward the door.

~~

"Baby, you sure are coughing a lot." Adam says as Tim coughs several more times and wipes his nose.

"My chest feels raw and my throat hurts." Tim says before he coughs again.

"You have some fever too." Adam says as he feels of Tim's cheek.

"I'll be alright." Tim groans as he tries to find a comfortable position for his foot.

"If you're not feeling any better by the time you wake up, maybe Nate should take a look at you." Adam says.

Tim nods through another coughing spell.

~~

Between Avi sneezing and Tim coughing, Kirstie and Adam didn't get much sleep.

"Kirt?" Avi says as he shakes her shoulder. "Kirt. I can't breed." (Kirst, breathe)

"You can't what?" She asks as she is shaken from her sleep.

"Breed. I can't breed. My nose is topped up." Avi says.

She couldn't help but giggle at the way her fiance was talking.

"Top laughing." Avi whines.

"I'm so sorry, Sweetie." She smiles as she brushes back his hair. "Your fever has gone up some."

"Will you make me thome thoup?" He asks. (some soup)

"Sure." She answers as she drags herself out of bed and covers her sick fiance up. "Just try to rest."

She reaches for her robe and steps out into the hallway, closing the door quietly behind her.

"Rest. What is rest?" She says softly, heading down the hall but stops at Tim and Adam's door. Inside, she could hear Tim having a massive coughing spell. "Oh, No. Not him too."

She taps softly on the door.

"Yeah?" Adam answers.

"He sick too?" Kirstie asks, walking into the bedroom.

A very tired looking Adam nods his head.

"Every time he gets to sleep, he wakes up coughing. A sore throat, fever." Adam says.

"And how in the hell does a stopped up nose run like Niagra Falls?" Tim asks as he wipes his nose. His voice raspy.

"Avi sick too?" Adam asks.

"Yeah, he wants thome thoup." Kirstie says with a smirk.

"Baby, could you eat some soup if we made some?" Adam asks as he brushes Tim's hair back behind his ear. "It might sooth your throat some."

"I'll try." Tim answers with a hoarse voice as he lays back down.

"Just try to rest." Adam says as he gets up from the bed and covers his sick boyfriend up. "I'm taking my phone with me in case you need me."

Tim nods and closes his eyes.

Kirstie smiles, knowing she just did the very same thing less than five minutes ago.

"Looks like we have a couple of big babies on our hands." Kirstie chuckles as they head downstairs to the kitchen.

"But they're our babies, though." Adam smiles.

They get to the kitchen and start putting the ingredients together for the soup.

"What do we have here? After sex munchies meeting?" Nate chuckles.

"Uh, no." Adam answers, giving Nate a strange look. "You're telling off on yourself, Nate."

"Oh, sorry. Forget I said anything." Nate giggles.

"Our guys are sick so we're making them some soup." Kirstie says.

"Well, that doesn't surprise me. They were down in that cold, wet well for several hours." Nate says.

"They're coughing, sneezing, sore throat, runny nose, stopped up nose, fever. You name it." Kirstie says.

"Make sure they get plenty of liquids." Nate says. "But I wouldn't try to give them antibiotics just yet. I'd wait until the pain medicine gets out of their system. They might not work too well together." He grabs himself a bottle of water and waves as he heads back upstairs to Chris's bedroom.

Adam's phone sounds off in his pocket, alerting him to a text message. He pulls his phone out to see a picture message from Tim.

He chuckles as he opens up the message.

The message says, "There is a rodent in bed with me." The picture is a selfie that Tim took with Avi cuddled up to him fast asleep.

Adam laughs and shows the picture to Kirstie.

"You know, at one time, a picture like that would make me so jealous." Kirstie smiles. "But those two have got a special bond. And it's not sexual."

"You're right. You might say that Tim is Avi's security blanket." Adam chuckles.

"I think that if anyone else had been in that well with Avi, he would have given up." Kirstie says.

"Truthfully, I think Avi helped Tim too. Because Tim knew he had to be strong for Avi." Adam replies.

"I think if something happened to one of them, the other couldn't survive." Kirstie says as she stirs the soup.

"You do know that Tim tried to kill himself when Avi was murdered, right?" Adam asks as he gets some bowls from the cabinet. "He slit his wrists. He still has the scars."

"Oh my, God. No, I didn't know that." Kirstie answered. "But wasn't he with Austin by then?"

"Yep, but the bond had been broken and he couldn't handle it." Adam says.

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