He cracked his eyes open, just a minuscule amount, and even that was painful. His head spun, and he felt as if he swallowed a mouth full of the driest sand on Vulcan. His head lulled to the side as he attempted to sit up, his muscles screamed in protest, locking up at all the vital joints in his back. He fell down onto the bed again, breathing
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He bit his lip, "I think I'm going to be sick."
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"Ergh..." she said, moving out into the main area and looking around for something to use. A cup caught her eye and she quickly scooped it up, filling it up with water. Re-entering the bathroom she crouched by the young mans head and stroked his hair, knowing all too well how it sucked to be sick on your own.
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"Ah...zank you." He whispered. He went to take a sip of water, when something in the reflection of the cup caught his eye. A clock by the vanity mirror. He blanched. "Lieu-hic-tenant, vhat day is it?"
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Gently her hand rubbed across his back, soothing him as he dry heaved.
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"I've been asleep for three straight days."
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"Three DAYS?" Sky blinked at him, bright blue eyes wide with surprise. "Did you get a whiff of those spores Ensign?" she asked, giving him another check over with her eyes and the pads of her fingers. She wasn't a medical specialist like Leo was, but she did have first aid training. Still, three days? That was something else.
"You going to be sick again?" she asked, tapping the water glass before him, "Fluids Ensign. Drink."
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He stared into space and began to shiver again.
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"Apologies Ensign," she said cheeks pinking, "For this personal question, but uh, did you sleep with anyone between returning from the Shuttle Bay to here and falling asleep?"
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He clutched the glass; what was going on?!
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"How do you feel now? Any better?"
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