A/N: Wow, really? You leave sweet reviews for little me? Thank you!

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"How are you feeling honey?" Riley asked as she wrapped her right arm around Mac, and placed a soft kiss on his forehead. "Man, you're burning up!"

"Nah… 'm fine…." Mac slurred, before succumbing to a coughing fit.

"Nuh-uh…" Riley protested, "If Matty calls today, you're not accepting any missions. It's Saturday and you're sick."

"But seriously, I'm fine…" Mac whispered, his voice raw and hoarse due to his sore throat.

"If you say so… But I'm still going to make some chicken soup for you…" Riley said, hugging Mac's shoulder. "You sound like a crow."

"Thank you darling." Mac smiled and turned around to face Riley.

Riley smiled and hugged Mac closer, then she pulled away and ran her fingers over the scar on Mac's chest. The one that had been new and fresh when they first met. Now it was a faded, soft indentation in his pectoral muscle.

Mac looked down at her fingers, bending his neck to kiss the back of her hand. She smiled and kissed his chest.

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A/N: Okay, that was almost just a drabble…