Who? Annie/Carter and Erik When? Saturday night Where? Leaving Carter's room What? Carter's been sick and Annie's not looking any better Rating? TBD
Annie lay in bed beside Carter, gently stroking his hair as he struggled to fall back to sleep. He'd been sick for a couple of days, fighting off a stomach virus combined with several flu-like symptoms. Annie knew that if he could fight it off on his own, it would be best but she was ready to get him antibiotics, should he need it. The fever he'd had over the past two days had stayed low-grade, so her concerns were mainly on the stomach virus that seemed to be quieting. Now, he was just achy and Annie was hoping the dose of Tylenol would soon start to help him.
The other problem was that Annie herself wasn't feeling right. She was exhausted - likely from taking care of her sick son - and her stomach had been doing somersaults for days now. The last thing she needed or wanted was to catch whatever Carter had. Once she was sure that he was asleep, Annie quietly left his room, closing the door behind her, only to turn around and see Erik standing in the hallway. "Hi... how long have you been out here?" she asked him.