Freddie's POV
We flew home late last night. I knew everyone was going to sleep for most of the day. I looked at my phone. It was 11:30 in the morning. I got out of bed to see who else was up. No one else was so I started to head back into my room when I heard Cassidy open her bedroom door. I watched her run into our dads room as fast as she could. I followed he slowly because I was a little confused. Cassidy was in the bathroom throwing up. I saw dad rubbing her back while daddy held back her hair.
"Is she okay?" I asked.
"Yeah she's probably just ate something bad yesterday" Dad said looking at me.
I stayed in the bathroom which was huge to make sure she was okay. When she was done throwing up she sat on the floor and cried. Daddy took her temperature to be safe.
"You have a fever of 103.1" daddy said sadly.
"Do you want me to get anything?" I asked trying to help. I felt terrible she must've caught something at the airport.
"No but you should probably go back to your room so you don't catch it. Thank you though" daddy said.
Cassidy looked dead. She just sat on floor staring at the tub. I walked back out to my room. On my way there Darcy opened her door.
"It's like 7 am. What is all the commotion about?" she said.
"Its noon and Cassidy is sick. She is in dads room but don't go in so you don't catch it. How's your ankle?" I said.
"Good but we need an elevator in this house" she responded.
"Oh yeah dads will get right on that" I said sarcastically.
Cassidy's POV
My dad had me lay down in their bed. I feel like I was just hit by a bus. I probably looked like it too. Daddy laid down next to me and started rubbing my back. Dad walked over with a cold cloth for my fever. I felt fine last night so this was just weird.
"What doesn't feel good?" Dad asked pushing the hair out of my face.
"I'm achy, my stomach and head hurt too" as I said that I shot up and ran to the bathroom. I threw up again. My dads followed me into the bathroom.
"Could you get my toothbrush please? Also ask Darcy how her ankle is" I said sitting on their bed again.
They left. I guess I shut my eyes and fell asleep while I waited for them to come back. I'm guessing they didn't want to wake me up because when I woke up it was 2 hours later. I couldn't move. I felt dead. Dad walked in with the thermometer. He stuck it under my tongue again.
"102" he told me, "are you hungry? Do you want to try to eat something?"
I gently shook my head no not wanting to move. Dad laid down next to me and started playing with my hair.
"Do you want to watch a movie with me? I'll even let you choose" he tried to persuade me.
I managed to say no. A few minutes later dad fell asleep. I soon followed after him.
Harry's POV
"Do either of you feel sick?" I asked my other two children. Who both shook their head no in response.
"Can Grace, Abby, and Khai come over to watch a movie?" Darcy asked me.
"And can I go to the mall with Bear and Nick?" Freddie asked.
"No, we are all going to stay home today. I don't want anyone getting sick. Plus everyone had an extra late night last night" I said to both of them.
I loved when all the kids went out but I didn't know if Cassidy was contagious or if the other kids would become sick.
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