He's been sleeping hard lately, after falling into bed at increasingly later hours. It seems like everyday he's got to stay working longer, and the past few days have seen him come home, eat a small bit of whatever Kate's made, then drop into bed.
The alarm feels like it goes off too soon, and he knocks it from the nightstand turning it off.
Finding the bed beside him empty he expects the smell of coffee to be coming in from down the hallway, and is irritated when he realizes it isn't. Hearing water running he guesses Kate got back late from her run.
He heads for the kitchen to tell her he'll just grab something to eat on the way to the department, but she isn't there when he walks in. It isn't until he's rounding the table to turn off the sink that he sees her laying prone on the floor.
Heart leaping high into his throat he drops to his knees beside her.
Heart beating too hard and too fast, the first thing he does is make sure she's breathing. Then he checks for blood; fighting hard to quell his rising panic.
"Kate, honey, y'-- "
Carefully reaching out, his hand touches her cheek and he flinches when he feels the heat coming off of it. Her forehead is worse and with the sweat that's drenching her he knows she's got a dangerous fever.
"Kate, please, darlin'... "
His mind is racing, and mixed up with all his thoughts for action is Oh God, don't--
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The alarm feels like it goes off too soon, and he knocks it from the nightstand turning it off.
Finding the bed beside him empty he expects the smell of coffee to be coming in from down the hallway, and is irritated when he realizes it isn't. Hearing water running he guesses Kate got back late from her run.
He heads for the kitchen to tell her he'll just grab something to eat on the way to the department, but she isn't there when he walks in. It isn't until he's rounding the table to turn off the sink that he sees her laying prone on the floor.
Heart leaping high into his throat he drops to his knees beside her.
"Oh God, Kate-- "
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Her breathing is shallow but even; her sweat-damp tank sticks to her skin, outlining every rise and fall of her back.
Bill's voice registers through a thick wall of glass, muffled and smeared and distorted.
Part of her knows she needs to open her eyes, needs to respond, but she can't muster the energy.
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Heart beating too hard and too fast, the first thing he does is make sure she's breathing. Then he checks for blood; fighting hard to quell his rising panic.
"Kate, honey, y'-- "
Carefully reaching out, his hand touches her cheek and he flinches when he feels the heat coming off of it. Her forehead is worse and with the sweat that's drenching her he knows she's got a dangerous fever.
"Kate, please, darlin'... "
His mind is racing, and mixed up with all his thoughts for action is Oh God, don't--
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She frowns, her brow wrinkling, and a shiver ripples down one bare arm.
Her lips part -- (she's talking to him, reassuring him, it's okay, i'm okay, i'm just tired) -- their slight movement soundless and stilted.
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