"Oh I love you so.."

"No longer Married to work."

Beep! Beep! Beep!

"Chris.. can you get that baby...."
Piers yawned out "Yeah..." Chris groaned and turned to turn off the alarm, noticing the time.

"Shit! We're gonna be late for work! Wake up Piers." Chris hopped out of bed heading to the wardrobe to grab some clothes. The other slowly got out of bed and grabbed at his lower abdomen "Oh.. Feels weird." Piers moaned out getting up slowly while almost falling over.

"Woah woah Piers! Don't fall down.. Guess I went to hard, haha.." Chris laughed.

"Ya think..? Feels like I removed my stomach..." Piers said slowly getting up, his hair disheveled and he ran his hair through the knotted locks. "Time for a hair cut.." Piers said messing with his hair. "No, I like your hair longer. Keep it like that." Chris said putting clothes on the bed.

"Ok then, I'm gonna go to the bathroom." Piers said limping to the restroom "My poor back is killing me.." Piers rubbed his back and sat on the toilet silently waiting while.. leftovers from last night slipped making him whine from the odd feeling.

"Chris.. Why do you have to have such a huge load." Piers complained "How else would I continue the redfield bloodline?" Chris replied chuckling.

~Later~

"Finally, Fresh air and the smell of gun powder and smoke, work sweet work." Piers said messing with his scarf and Chris just grinned at the hazel eyed male. "Your beautiful yknow?" Chris said outloud and Piers decided to mess with him "Why thank you! Your not too bad yourself." He smirked and Chris stopped to give him a look, then bolted after the other.

"Ok you win! I love you too!!" Piers said as Chris had him in his arms, using a tickling technique. And stopped to let the man breath. "Your the love of my life.." Chris Cooed and Piers leaned in to give the man a chaste kiss.

~Lunch~

Everybody was enjoying their food, talking and laughing but Piers was feeling a bit off.. Everytime he went to take a bite of his steak he placed the piece back down and put his head into his hands, it felt like something was controlling him. Chris noticed and became visibly worried.

"Whats wrong Piers..?" Chris asked sitting next to him, rubbing his back as a way of comfort. "I don't know.. I just feel.... Sick." Piers said you could see that he was slightly green. "Mhm.. Do you need anything?" Chris asked.

"Just you.. your gre-" Piers covered his mouth and got up to run to the restroom and didn't even bother to lock the stall he was down on all fours gripping onto the seat and hurling up just acid. "Piers.. what happened to you..." Chris stood behind him rubbing his back softly as he watched his Husband throw up waste.

~Infirmary~

"So the good news is.. Your not Infected or dying. But you may have a small stomach bug." The Doctor told them as Piers wrapped his arms around his stomach softly. Chris was paying full attention to the Doctor.

"Any meds he can take?" Chris asked and the Doctor shook his head "We don't fully understand whats happening to Nivans so no medication." The Doctor made sure to be clear about No medication.

"Ok, thank you sir. Lets go home Piers.." Chris said helping Piers outside to his Jeep. Some rest would really help Piers right now.