Morningstar Manor

Rhiannon was hot and uncomfortable, but didn't dare move the tiny, hot with fever body that was sleeping fitfully against her chest. Harvey had gotten her up in the middle of the night on Tuesday by walking into her bedroom and throwing up beside her bed. Not a huge deal, but when she'd put her hand to his forehead he'd been on fire. A quick read of his temperature had put him at one hundred and three, and she'd rushed him off to the emergency room where she'd learned he had a severe inner ear infection. Awesome.

She'd never had to deal with him being this sick. Cuts and bruises, sniffles and coughs, sure. But the achey, sick, burning with fever Harvey kept her in a constant state of worry. She'd sent Rosie home with Auggie and decided to take care of him herself, which was good because he hardly wanted to do anything other than be held by her. She'd had to cancel a date with Tristan, but she knew he'd understand. She also hoped he'd gotten her text requesting more popcicles. It was about the only thing she could get Harvey to eat.

Spencer had been home earlier, and taken Indigo out for a 'visit'. Not his usual type of visit, but one that Spencer thought was perhaps worth a look at. It had gone well, and Spencer had struck a deal, which Indi had seemed rather pleased with. What Spencer hadn't noticed was the determined chewing that Indigo had been doing to one of the straps holding his basket closed. Spencer stopped in the mail-room to check the mailbox, and set the basket down on the floor, failing to see that Indigo was now capable of squeezing out of the basket.

He opened his mailbox, and then heard a strange noise. he looked down, just in time to see Indigo vanishing into the lobby... "Indigo, get back here!" He let the mail sit in the box, a few leaflets drifting to the floor silently, and ran after the cat, "Someone, please! Catch that cat!"

Indigo of course, was more than happy to be out of that horrid basket, and ran in and out of legs, under chairs, behind plants, around and across the security desk, and generally seemed to be enjoying himself rather more than his owner was...