Of course Blair wanted to help, because that’s exactly the type of person Blair was. Which was also why Erin refused to do anything that could get her sick (if it wasn’t already too late, seeing as how Blair’s tongue had been in her mouth just two days ago). Stay far, far away.

Where’s the fun in that? ;)

Erin laughed to herself. This woman was too much. The fun is not getting yourself sick.

I like living life on the edge. Plus, wasn’t I kind of already exposed? I think I remember some germ passing happening the other night :)

Erin’s body was burning up again, and this time she was pretty sure it wasn’t from the fever. Well, just to be safe, I think it’s for the best if I let you know when our house is germ-free.

Erin waited a minute for another reply, but when it didn’t come through, she put her phone in her pocket and grabbed her keys so she could pick up Nolan.

*

Even though Nolan was clearly sick, it didn’t tame any of his energy. Erin was actually pretty sure it somehow made him even more crazy. Trying to keep him under control while she felt like complete shit made her want to cry. Days like this were always a reminder of what she had lost. Bianca didn’t just break her heart. She also left her without her person. After having someone by her side for the better part of ten years, it was still so difficult to get used to doing everything on her own, especially on days like today.

She could feel the tears burning at her eyes when there was a knock on the front door followed by the sound of it opening.

“Hello? Anyone home?” Blair’s voice was like the voice of an angel, which might have been because she was a literal angel. An idiotic angel who was risking her own health, but an angel just the same.

Before Erin could answer, Nolan rolled off of the couch where he had been standing on his head, and ran toward the door. “Bear!” he shouted as he went.

Erin forced herself off of the couch and reached the hallway in time to see Blair knelt down in front of Nolan, giving him a big hug. It was such a sweet sight that for those few seconds, she actually forgot how shitty she felt.

When Blair stood up, she gave Erin a sad smile. “Please don’t take this the wrong way, but you look like shit. The most beautiful shit in the world, of course, but yeah.” Blair walked over to Erin and rested her hands on Erin’s arms. “What can I do for you?”

“Try to keep my feral child under control,” Erin said with a laugh, only half kidding.

Blair smiled knowingly. “Done. Have you two eaten yet?”