Blaise had been sat awake for about... Well, he hadn't been keeping track but his head was killing him and he just felt... Uncomfortable.

That's when he heard little patters of a pair of feet running down the hall and the door to his room opened. He knew exactly who it was but he wasn't sure if he could handle it like this... No matter. Parker needed her rest.

"Daddy, mummy!" Estelle climbed onto the bed.

"Hey Stella." Blaise rubbed his eyes.

"Daddy you look like..Dead."

"Wow, that's... So nice of you."

"Welcome." Estelle smiled.

"Well? What do you want?" Blaise asked.

"It won't work." Estelle held up her new toy.

"I'll fix it in a bit, hun." Blaise yawned.

"But I wanna play now!"

"Estelle go to sleep." Parker groaned.

"Listen to your mother." Blaise sighed,"Please?"

"No." Estelle sighed.

"Stella.."

"Please daddy?"

"Estelle." Parker warned.

"Just go back to bed, I'll be there soon."

"Fine." Estelle groaned and wandered off.

Blaise held his head but he knew he had to get up, Estelle was very impatient.

"Are you sure you wanna go?" Parker turned to face him.

"She kept you up last night, you need sleep." Blaise hummed.

"I can handle no sleep." Parker smiled.

"No, I'll get it." Blaise went to get up.

"Stop right there." Parker held her hand up.

"What is it?:

"Look at me." Parker cupped his face.

"Hm? Uh... Hun?" Blaise blinked.

"Your eyes are puffy."

"Are they?"

"Mhm... They get like Estelle's when she's sick."

"What are you implying?" Blaise asked slowly.

"You're ill." Parker let go of him.

"No.."

"You stay in bed." Parker got up.

"But Estelle-"

"I'll fix Stella's toy." Parker looked around for clothes.

"Are you sure? I don't mind-"

"You do not leave this bed until you get better."

"Right-" Blaise raised his hands.

"You only leave if you need the bathroom. I'll take care of everything."

"Whatever you say, dear." Blaise sighed softly.

"I'll make peppermint tea." Parker put on a shirt.

"Thank you, darling."

Parker blew a kiss before she went downstairs to the kitchen. Blaise smiled softly as he laid back. He was a lucky man.

"Estelle!" Parker shouted fron the kitchen.

"Mummy!" Estelle ran in.

"What's up with your toy?"

"Its broken."

"Bring it here." She hummed.

Estelle huffed and handed her mother her toy. Parker checked the back of the toy, sighing as she put some batteries into it and... Viola! It worked.

"Yay! Thank you!" Estelle smiled.

"All it needed was some batteries, Stell." Parker kissed her head.

"It works good now?"

"It works great now. Now, pick a nice snack for daddy to have."

"Can I have it?" Estelle asked.

"You can get a snack too but this one is only for daddy." Parker hummed.

Estelle sighed,"He can have an apple."

"An... An apple?" Parker blinked.

"Yes. That's what he gets." Estelle crossed her arms.

"But daddy is ill. Shouldn't he get something better than an apple?"

"No, apple is healthy."

"Apple can help keep the doctor away." Parker sighed.

"Exactly." Estelle walked off to play with her toy.

"Apple it is." Parker went into the fridge.

Inside, they indeed had apples. Fresh ones, too. After all, they did a food shop just before Christmas. Now, what colour?

"Green." Parker picked one up and cut it with the knife.

Meanwhile, Blaise was staring at the ceiling. He'd been good and did as Parker asked... The ceiling looked as, uh, nice as ever.

His silence was disturbed when the door got flung open and a small child jumped on the bed.

"Stella- What are you doing?" Blaise asked.

"I picked your snack!"

"That's nice, sweetheart."

"Want to know?"

"Sure, what am I getting?"

"An apple."

"Just- Just an apple?"

"It keeps the doctor away. And it's healthy." Estelle smiled and lay on him.

Blaise sighed,"Do you need to lay on me right now?"

"Are you saying I'm fat?" She gasped.

"Wh- No, l-"

"Mummy!" Estelle shouted.

"No." Blaise groaned.

"I'm here Estelle- Get off daddy." Parker pointed as she walked in with a mug and a plate.

"Thank you, dear." Blaise sighed as a huffy Estelle rolled off him.

"Daddy needs nursing better so why don't you go and play?" Parker kissed her head.

"Hmph, fine." Estelle sighed and walked off.

"She wanted you to have a singular apple but I grabbed some more food." Parker handed him the plate with some of her baked goods.

"This is why I love you." Blaise smiled up at her.

Parker hummed,"And tea is here. Its hot." She warned.

"Thank you, honey."

"Now, put the TV on or something, I hate the quiet." Parker kissed his head.

Blaise chuckled and held her cheek,"I will."

"I'll he back to check on you later, sweetheart."

"Have fun with Estelle." Blaise hummed.

"Thanks babe, you're so kind." Parker rolled her eyes.

"Love you."

"Love you too." She smiled and walked off.

Blaise set his plate aside and took a sip of his tea, feeling the warmth start flowing through him. Maybe this wasn't so bad after all.

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Neville looked at himself in the bathroom mirror, wiping his nose. He felt a bug coming along, he always got unwell at Christmas.

At least Erica and Rowan seemed alright, he hated when they caught what he had. Neville rubbed his face before he walked out and went downstairs. Erica was sat on the couch, holding a sleepy Rowan.

"Hey Sunflower."

"Morning, Nev." Erica looked over at him but she squinted.

"Sorry, I slept in." He sighed.

Erica sat Rowan on the couch as she stood up and walked towards Neville.

"Do have something in my face?" Neville raised a brow.

Erica cupped his face, staring intently at him.

"Erica.'

"You're ill."

"Me?- Ill? No." Neville blew a raspberry.

Erica's expression didn't change,"Are you saying I'm wrong?"

"I'm saying... I don't believe I'm ill."

"Well, tough luck. You are."

"How can you tell?" Neville gave in.

"Your face, hun."

Neville sighed and looked down,"I have things to do."

"I'll do them for you, don't worry your pretty, little head about that." Erica shook her head,"Now bed."

"Erica-"

"Bed."

"What about-"

"Bed."

"Sunflower.' Neville smiled.

"Bed."

Neville sighed and gave him,"Alright."

"Thank you." Erica kissed his cheek.

Neville hummed and walked yo their room, falling onto the bed. Erica meanwhile, headed to the kitchen. Sure, she wasn't as good at cooking as Parker was but she could make soup!

Neville sat up slightly as he smelt cooking going on downstairs. Then came tiny footsteps and his door opened.

"Hello Rowan." Neville pulled the covers up.

'Why you no sleeping?"

"It takes a little while." Neville nodded.

"Well, mummy told me to watch you. So no getting up." Rowan pointed.

"Oh, I have a bodyguard now."

"Mhm." Rowan climbed onto the bed.

"I don't want you getting sick, Ro." Neville covered his mouth.

"I has a job to do, daddy." Rowan sat near the end of the bed.

"Of course, I would never stop you." Neville held up his hands.

"Close your eyes."

"They're closed." Neville did as he was told.

"And stay closed."

"Yes sir."

"Good!" Rowan smiled,"I watching you."

"I know, RoRo."

"I love you, daddy." Rowan whispered.

Neville smiled and opened his eyes, looking at his son.

"No, no, sleep." Rowan quickly shook his head,"You need to get better so we can cuddle."

"I love you too, Rowan." Neville hummed and closed his eyes.

Rowan giggled happily and laid down on his stomach, watching Neville. Neville sighed and pulled the covers up as he fell asleep.

A few minutes went by before Erica walked in, bowl in hand. She smiled softly, looking at the pair asleep

That's when she saw Neville's eyes flip open,"Hi Sunflower."

"Did you sleep well, hun?" Erica asked, sitting the bowl on the bedside table.

"Only had a small nap." Neville admitted.

"A little is more than nothing." She stroked his hair,"I made you soup."

"My favourite?" Neville smiled.

"Of course."

"Oh, you shouldn't have." Neville shook his head

"You're ill, I'm taking care of you." Erica told him,"Now what did you have to do today?"

"I had to have a work meeting." He sighed.

"I'll go, the teachers love me." Erica shrugged.

"Erica, I'll just cancel."

"That- Makes more sense, okay. Anything else?"

"Just the shopping." Neville shrugged.

"You'll be okay while I do that?"

"I will be perfect."

Erica smiled at him before she walked out,"Call me if you need me."

"It's fine, I have my bodyguard here to help me." Neville gestured to the sleeping Rowan.

Erica chuckled as she walked out.