Sky awoke to the sound of mumbling and moaning and immediately she was on edge. She hadn't meant to fall asleep, but the events of the day had worn her down and she was exhausted. Carefully she grabbed her knife and slowly approached Negan.
There was only a small amount of light provided by the moon outside the window, it was just enough for her to get a good look at him once her eyes had adjusted.
"Sky…" he groaned.
"Oh thank god" she muttered to herself. At least she knew now that he hadn't turned, the dead don't speak.
"Sky" he coughed once more.
"I'm here Baby she whispered as she stroked his forehead gently only to find he was burning up. She knew from her training that it was a sure sign of infection setting in. He hadn't been bitten, so it must have been from one of his bullets wounds. Sky had tried her best to clean them well when she stitched him up but she was in a hurry. "I'm just gonna get you some water and some pills" she whispered as she bent down and kissed his cheek.
Rummaging around in the bag of supplies she had taken from the infirmary, she found a bottle of antibiotics. She fumbled with the lid in the darkness and eventually got it open and tipped on into her hand. Grabbing the other bag she began to look for a bottle of water when her hand felt something cold and metal. It didn't take a genius to figure out what it was and she was pleased when she pulled out a pistol and examined the magazine, it was full. Negan had packed her another gun as a spare. He was always prepared and was always looking out for her. It would come in handy as a back up for her intended trip to the shopping complex. Grabbing a bottle of water she rushed back to his side.
Negan was a little groggy but she managed to get him to sit up a little and drink a mouthful of water, before she popped the pill into his mouth and gave him another swig. "Thank you Darlin'" he whispered as he lay back down. "I-" he began before she quickly cut him off.
"Shhhh, we can talk later. You need to rest" she whispered as she stroked his cheek affectionately.
"Mmhmm" he mumbled as he began to drift off again. Sky settled back in to the chair and tried to get a little more sleep before morning. She hoped like hell that this fever would break and everything would be ok. She couldn't imagine this life without him.
When morning came Sky woke before Negan did, and took the opportunity to check him over. He still felt warm to the touch, but he wasn't sweating so she was optimistic. Now that she had some more light she emptied the contents of her bag onto the desk across the room, sorting out what medical supplies she had.
She laid out another antibiotic and a couple of pain pills for when he woke up, Sky thought it best to keep on top of things. She knew how stubborn Negan was and he would refuse the medication if he didn't feel like he was on deaths door, but if she had to she would force it down his throat. He started to stir and she was glad.
"Hey Babe" she whispered as she sat on the edge of the bed. "How are you feeling?"
"Groggy" he muttered. "You drug me?" he chuckled.
"Good to see you haven't lost your sense of humour. I gave you pain meds last night, and some antibiotics around midnight" she told him.
"Antibiotics? That bad huh?"
"Maybe… you were burning up, so I just wanted to get on top of things quickly".
"Coz we both know how you love to be on top" he laughed.
"You are naughty!" Sky giggled in response. Even when he was recovering from multiple gunshot wounds, he still had it in him to be a smart ass. It was one of the many things she loved about him. "Hungry?" she asked.
