Hello! I had a long weekend and a burst of inspiration, so here you go. This story is complete (except for my last-minute obsessive tweaking) and will go up pretty quickly. It takes place in the current season. Standard disclaimers apply - I don't own anything and am no sort of expert. It's all just for fun and as always, I sincerely hope you enjoy. -abby

Juliet shivered as she headed down the sidewalk to the guest house. It was an unseasonably chilly morning on O'ahu, colder in fact than it had been since Juliet had arrived from London. Granted, the weather remained balmy in comparison to the damp gray chill she'd been happy to leave behind, but anything below 70 degrees Fahrenheit felt cold to the locals.

She knocked on the door, surprised and a little annoyed when there was no response. Magnum was home, she was certain of that. The Ferrari was parked in the garage, and the dobermans hadn't left the main house at all. They were always on alert for the private investigator when he was anywhere on the property other than the guest house, so Higgins took that to mean he hadn't even gone rowing as usual.

Higgins opened the door, slowly pushing it open as she called for her partner. "Thomas?" A few more steps into the building and she saw him sitting on the sofa. "Thomas. Why didn't you answer the door?"

There was still no reply, though he did glance in her direction. Juliet sat down next to him and could immediately see that he was running a fever. His cheeks were flushed, eyes bright, and sweat dotted his hairline. "Oh, Thomas." Gently she pressed the back of her hand against his forehead, cringing at the heat. "What's wrong?"

Without a word he pointed glumly at his throat. Juliet suppressed a chuckle at the pitiful look on his face, since he so clearly felt terrible. "Your throat hurts?" He nodded, sticking out his lower lip in a very slight pout.

She did chuckle that time. "It must have come on pretty suddenly, because you seemed fine last night." The two of them had cooked dinner and watched a movie in the main house with Rick, TC and Kumu. It had been well after midnight by the time they all parted ways, but Magnum had been acting perfectly normal.

Another miserable nod. "Open up for me?" Obediently he opened his mouth, allowing Higgins to inspect his tonsils with her phone's flashlight. "Oh my. I'm no doctor, but I don't think it's supposed to be so red and swollen in there."

He huffed a sigh, then winced. Juliet patted his knee. "It's probably just strep throat. Put on some shoes and I'll drive you to the walk-in clinic."

They'd gotten no further than the front gates of Robin's Nest before everything went sideways.