A/N: I was rereading Sick and wanted to write a companion piece for it. Jason's turn to be sick while Reyna takes care of him. He's a better patient than she was. Enjoy!

Real Life Update: Still looking for work. Had a few interviews and an amazing all expense paid trip to check out this one company. They had an amazing campus and the job looks so interesting but I would have to move pretty far away from friends and family.

Fever

Jason's head throbbed painfully as the sunlight shined through the crack of his window into his eyes. He blinked and stared at the off-white of his ceiling in confusion. "How?" He murmured, taking a shaky breath. His throat burned with every breath. Every part of his body ached but not in the good way like after a workout. He didn't want to move from his uncomfortable position on his couch. Jason's purple t-shirt clenched to his sweaty body. The couch he slept on barely fit his tall body. There was pounding in the distance. Maybe it was his imagination, hallucination created by his fever. Or maybe someone was really trying to get into his villa.

"Coming!" Jason called out hoarsely, swinging his legs over the side to sit up. A huge wave of vertigo hit the boy, forcing him to lie back down. "Or not… I'll be there eventually…" Jason murmured as he ran his fingers through his longer-than-usual hair. The front door swung opened. Two metal canines bolted through it, pattering over to the prone boy. They panted in his face, tails wagging eagerly. Their master stepped in with an amused expression on her beautiful face.

"The great Jason Grace rendered useless by the common flu." Reyna teased as she bumped the door closed with her hip. She cradled two grocery bags full of supplies. The sixteen year old groaned pitifully from his spot on the couch. He lifted the arm covering his eyes to look at her. Dressed casually in a hoodie and skinny jeans, Reyna arched her eyebrow at him. "I thought idiots couldn't get sick."

"Proves I'm not an idiot. Aren't you proud?" Jason replied with a slight smile before a fit of coughing overtook him. A concern frown tugged at her lips. Reyna quickly placed her things on the kitchen counter before resting on the couch arm beside Jason's head. Her cool hand brushed Jason's forehead. His blue eyes closed at the soothing cool contact.

"Gods, you're so hot, Jason." Reyna murmured, hand roaming down to feel his cheeks.

"Thanks for the compliment, Reyna. You're not so bad yourself." Jason countered, reaching up to hold her cold hand against his cheek. She rolled her eyes at his silly comment before gently nudging Aurum and Argentum out of the way.

"Good you see you still have your sense of humor." Reyna grabbed Jason's hands and slowly pulled him upright. "You need a shower and some food. Wrap your arm around my shoulder." Jason groaned but followed her instructions as she pulled them up. His legs were unsteady and he leaned heavily into Reyna's side. The girl staggered slightly but recovered, wrapping her arms securely around his waist. Her fingers accidentally slipped underneath his t-shirt, brushing the slick skin.

"Sorry…" Jason breathed against her shoulder, blinking at the close proximity. Reyna didn't say anything as they slowly made their way towards the bathroom. Jason's nose bumped her neck. The hoodie was unzipped, revealing the racing tank top she wore underneath. "I'm going to get you sick…" Jason realized, trying to pull away. Reyna tightened her grip when he nearly fell into a wall. His chest was pressed against hers as he stared into her dark eyes.

"It won't be the first time." Reyna countered as she poked his chest. "You're always getting me into some trouble."

"What? You drag me into things as well." Jason chuckled as Reyna gently propped him against the wall beside the bathroom. She arched her eyebrow at him, crossing her arms waiting for the evidence. "Quests, centurionship, praetorship…" Jason counted with his fingers as Reyna gave him an unimpressed stare. They both knew Jason would get those titles eventually. Reyna just sort of sped up the process. "Being sick?"

"Oh no, you're not blaming this one me." Reyna pointed at his weak form. "I had a cold. This is a flu." The two chuckled at how ridiculous they sounded before Jason dissolved into another fit of coughing. "Go take a shower. I assume you can do this yourself." A grin tugged at Jason's lips as he reached for the knob.

"If you're offering…" He murmured, laughing as Reyna slapped his arm. "Thank you, Nurse Reyna."

"Nurse? What sort of sick fantasies do you have, Grace?" Before Jason's ill mind could produce a dirty response, Reyna ruffled his hair and gently pushed him towards the bathroom. "Get cleaned up. Soup will be ready in a few." Jason nodded his head and watched as Reyna walked back, humming to herself as she tucked her hands in her hoodie's pocket.