Polgara's apartment, Saturday afternoon

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Polgara had left work with an apology to Nathan, complaining of an upset stomach. That had turned into full-out stomach-twisting pain and a fever in short order, and now she was curled up in her bed around a cooling hot water bottle. She drifted in and out of lucidity in her Rivan chamber.

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[csi_butterfly]

Sara walked into the apartment, a smile on her face to see it was still styled after the Rivan chamber. She liked it this way, another, more intimate smile spread over her lips thinking of Polgara laying on the bed when she made love to her.

However when she walked into the bedroom, the picture and smile faded as she saw her lover curled up in obvious pain. "Baby?" She said walking over to the bed and looking at Polgara. "It's Sara are you ok?" She said as her hand brushed across Polgara's forehead feeling her fever.

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Polgara blinked up at her, raising her head a little. "Sara?" she asked, her voice fuzzy. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were bright but unfocused.

[csi_butterfly]

"Yeah, it's me." She said very quietly. "You've got a fever." Sara said pressing her lips to Polgara's forehead. "Your water bottle is getting cold, do you want me to fill it back up?" She said stroking back Polgara's hair from her face. "Where does it hurt baby?"

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"My stomach hurts," Polgara said, rousing herself enough to prop herself up on one elbow. "And my head . . ." She frowned down at her hot water bottle and briefly considered warming it herself. But her abilities never worked well when she was ill and she might end up setting fire to the mattress. She held it out. "Please?"