Nova's point of view "No... No…No," My fingers fumbled against his neck…. checking for pulse. I let out a shaky breath. "Thank God..." Then I pressed my palm against his chest….I jerked my hand back. "Oh my God." He was burning up. I swallowed hard, blinking away the tears already gathering in my eyes. "Reed..." He didn't answer, I hooked one of his arms over my shoulder. "Come on...You can do this." Half dragging, half carrying him, I somehow got him to lie on the couch, the next seconds, my fingers struggled with the buttons on his shirt, the buttons finally gave way and I pulled the damp fabric from him and pressed a wet towel against his forehead. His skin sizzled beneath my touch. "Fuck!..." The towel was warm within seconds, I changed it again and again, yet his breathing remained uneven. "Please..."I hurried upstairs, came downstairs, moved round half of the damn massive house like a confused kitten looking for painkillers, fever medicine, anything, but all I found was noth
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