Fever Code Novels & Stories

He will not leave her. But he can't fix this. A cool cloth doesn't stop whatever's happening inside my daughter. Whatever Lumi left behind is waking up, and it doesn't care that Lulu is too small for it, or that the roads are buried, or that her mother is standing in a hospital hallway falling apart. "Keep her on her side. If the fever goes above 104, fill the bathtub with lukewarm water. Not cold. Lukewarm. And call me. Call me every fifteen minutes."

He crossed his arms, leaning against the frame. "You're dying?" Elion asked. "System failure," Cale reported, his voice thick and congested. "Respiratory blockage. Thermal regulation offline. The heat... it is escaping." "You have a fever?" "I am burning. And freezing. Simultaneously. It is a paradox." Elion walked over. He sat on the edge of the bed. He put his hand on Cale's forehead. "You're warm," Elion admitted. "Low grade fever. Maybe 99.5."

“Thanks. If you can, Beta could use some seltzer water or something.” He disappeared up the stairs, and I groaned. Flopping my head over as I leaned over the bar, the miracle drink was already wearing off. The pain was coming back, and all I wanted to do was curl up in a ball under the covers. “You okay? You aren’t looking so hot.” “I feel like absolute shit.” Finn put his hand on my forehead and I looked up at him. “You are running a bit of a fever. What helps more, hot or cold?”