Anthony stirred as he heard the shower and what he thought was the sound of someone throwing up. He sat up and ran a hand through his hair, then turned sharply when he heard an unmistakable 'thump'.
He jumped from bed and ran to the bathroom, gasping when he opened the door. "Megan!" He was by her side immediately. He smoothed her hair, amazed at how warm - no, hot - she was. He carefully picked her up and carried her to bed. As he looked into her nightgown, he stopped. There was a spot that looked very infected.
He carried her over and laid her down. He lifted her gown and gasped. She was covered in spots.. almost like Dragon Pox without the green skin. He tucked her in and summoned a cold wet washcloth. He wiped her face and looked worried. "Megan... wake up, love."