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2-6 (Truly Madly Deeply, Sick Day)

"I rather hope not," was Eames' response, looking over him worriedly. She gingerly sat on the end of the bed, tugging on the covers so that she could get a good look at him.

"I brought you something to eat. Have you taken any medicine?"

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Arthur tried to cling weakly to the covers as they were pulled away but only managed another weak cough as he tucked his arms closer to his body, shivering.

"Took motrin for the fever but I don't think it's helping."

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Eames tucked them back up around his shoulders, reaching down to brush his hair off his forehead and making a hissing noise.

"You're burning up, Arthur - I brought some acetaminophen with me, will you take some?" She was already mentally planning to bring him water, to get a rag to rest over his forehead. "And where's your thermometer, darling?"

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Arthur couldn't recall what it was she was referring to and what it did at that moment so he only responded to her second question, "I... I don't have one." And yes, he sounded just as embarrassed and terrible as he looked at being reminded that damn, he really did need to invest in that kind of stuff (but he always managed to forget, especially when he didn't normally get this sick very often).

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She sighed, pressing her palm to his forehead again. "Acetaminophen. And water, and a cool rag," she told him, leaning back to get up. "I'll be back in a moment Arthur, okay?"