This is kind of a companion piece to Bella's Strep. Bella is, of course, still a human. Please review when you've finished!

I hated it when Edward had to leave. Right now he was away hunting. I understood why he had to go, but part of me wished that he could stay by my side forever. Just one more day I thought to myself as I pulled on my pjs for bed. It was Tuesday, and my Greek god promised to be home by bed time on Wednesday.

I hated summer days without him. They were lonely and a bit dull. Today I'd gone to First Beach with Mike, Jessica, Tyler, Connor, Lauren and Angela, but the whole time I was distracted. Everyone could tell too. Lauren kept making comments about how I was too depended on Edward. I was.

I crawled into bed, exhausted. I had no idea why I was so tired, but of course, I had been swimming a lot. I shut my eyes and dosed off.

I was woken up around seven, by cold lips pressing against mine. Edward was back, earlier than I thought.

"Hello love," he said, his golden eye twinkling, "Did you miss me?"

"More than you know," I said, wrapping my arms around his neck and hugging him tightly. When I did this, Edward looked concerned.

"Bella," he said alarmed, "Your skin feels warmer than normal. Your face is flushed. Are you feeling alright?"

"Actually, now that you mention it, I do feel a little sick," I admitted, "Kind of achy and tired, you know?"

Then Edward looked even more worried. "Bella," he said, "We have to get you to Carlisle right now. I think you might have the flu. There's a bug that's been going around and it looks like you might have caught it. Get dressed, quickly now."

He threw me a pair of jeans and a tee shirt, and then turned around. I pulled the jeans on, and then remembered something. I blushed. "Edward," I asked timidly, my face beet red, "Could you hand me that bra?" I pointed to the one hanging on the back of my rocking chair, the one I'd taken off last night.

Edward, visible flustered, handed d it to me without a word, and then turned around again so that he wouldn't see me changing. Once I was decent, he scoped me up in his arms.

Charlie was at work, so we didn't have to worry about him as Edward carried me to Volvo. He laid me in the backseat, and I stretched out willingly. The leather seats were so comfortable. I closed my eyes and drifted.

"Bella," Edward whispered when he pulled up in front of the Cullen mansion, "We're here."

"Ugh," was all I said. I was exhausted, and felt awful. I supposed I only realized I was sick when Edward brought it up, but now that I had, I was feeling terrible.