Chapter 102

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I woke up to the sound of what sounded like an engine starting.   I turned to look and see if Andy heard the same thing. In all due reality, it was my husband who sounded like an engine. He was coughing up a storm in the bathroom.

"Love?" I called out.

"I'm fine just woke up coughing," Andy managed to spit out.

I slowly got out of bed to find Andy in the bathroom.

"You sick?" I asked as I rubbed one eye.

"I think so," Andy mumbled as I reached to feel his forehead.

"It's just tight in the chest I mean I have no sore throat," Andy replied.

I glanced at our bedroom clock from the bathroom. It was 3:24 a.m.

"Well take some of that cough suppressant that's in the cabinet. I'll go get you some tea," I mumbled, half asleep.

"Thanks darling," Andy replied.

I walked down to the kitchen with sleep still in my eyes.

I felt so bad for Andy because he had some appearances later in the week and would definitely have to postpone them.

I found some peppermint tea in the cabinet and so I got the tea kettle going. 

Andy waltzed down the stairs and came to the kitchen where I was standing.

"How are you feeling?" I asked Andy who now was holding me from behind.

"Still rough but the medicine should kick in soon," Andy commented.

"Well I found some peppermint tea," I gestured to his cup.

"Thank you darling," Andy replied quietly.

I reached into the cabinet to get some honey and grabbed a fresh lemon to put into the tea.

"I know it may sound like a gross combo but this may help the cough," I told him.

"You know best I'm too tired to even think if it tastes gross," Andy mumbled.

I chuckled at his sleepiness.

I got his tea all done and handed him his mug. We then trekked back upstairs to hopefully sleep for a few more hours.

Before settling into bed, I remembered about the Vicks Vapor rub we had somewhere.

Andy was sipping his tea as I went to grab the jar of Vicks Vapor rub.

"What are you going? I mean where are you going?" Andy asked.

"To get Vicks," I called back.

Andy didn't reply. I found the jar of Vicks in the cabinet and came back.

"Oh that stuff," Andy remarked.

"Yeah "that stuff" is supposed to help with the chest," I told him as I opened the jar.

I was too tired to care about if it burned my hand or not. I took a little out to put on his back and chest.

"Sit up," I told him.

Andy followed my commands and I began putting the Vicks all over his back.

"Mmmm," Andy commented.

"Does that feel good?" I asked chuckling.

"Yes darling," Andy replied.

I could feel the tension leaving his back.

After about 5 minutes, I stopped to put it on his chest.

"You might wanna put a shirt on after this," I told him.

Andy got up quickly before finding a T-shirt to throw on.

"Ok now let me put it on your chest," I told him.

Andy slipped the shirt on so he could lie down as I put the Vicks Vapor Rub on him.

Andy rested his eyes as his breathing steadied. The medicine was kicking in and he was getting sleepy.

"Darling if you keep doing that, I'll be asleep before you even get in bed with me," Andy told me.

"Ok ok I'll stop," I chuckled to myself.

I went to wash my hands as much as I could to get the rub off my hands. I also took the advantage of going to the bathroom so I didn't have to get up again for a while.

I came back and found Andy adjusting his pillows. He was only coughing a bit.

"How do you feel now?" I asked Andy as I settled back in with him.

"A lot better. Thanks darling," Andy commented as he sleepily smiled at me.

"Now go to sleep," I told him as I turned the light off.

My eyes were watering from the vapor rub.

We adjusted where Andy was comfortable. I was able to mess with his hair.

"Hmmm," Andy contently sighed.

"Shhhh," I whispered as I played with his hair. 

"I love you," Andy mumbled.

"I love you most," I told him quietly.

"Thank you for taking care of me," Andy managed to say.

I could feel his body getting heavy against mine. He was gonna cave any minute.

"Sleep well love," I whispered.

Andy mumbled something that was not English to me.  I closed my eyes to hopefully drift off to dreamland just like my sleepy and sick Andy was.

But I couldn't help but fall in love with him even more when he was like a little lost puppy. 

I eventually fell asleep as I worried about how my Andy would be in the next few days. 


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