Holding On To You

Chapter Twelve

One Week Later

Davina rolled over in her bed groaning at the bright light that was showering through her window. She sat up in her bed feeling all out of sorts. For one thing, her head was pounding, and not even a little bit, it was like someone heavy had sat on top of her head and someone was beating it with a sledge hammer and the other thing was the tickle in the back of her throat and winced as she swallowed and she could even breathe through her nose. 'Wonderful...just wonderful.' She thought to herself. Sighing, she climbed out of bed not even bothering changing out of her pajamas which was pajama pants and a simple tank top making her way out of her room and down stairs where there was coffee...yeah coffee will make this crap go away...coffee fixes everything.

She shivered against cold of the cabin as her feet hit the floor of the living room. She looked around not seeing Kol anywhere and shrugged thinking that he was still in the bed asleep. Davina went to the cabinet to get the bag of brew out. She placed the bag on the counter and stared at it. She didn't want coffee....she wanted her bed.

"I was wondering if you were ever going to rise."

Davina looked behind her to see Kol coming in from the back carrying a stack of firewood looking brand new as he could be. IF only she could feel that way then all would be well. "Huh?" She hummed wincing at the sound of her voice being hoarse which caused Kol's eyebrows to rise.

Kol walked over to the crate where he kept the logs for the fire setting them down before walking back into to the kitchen and frowned as he got a good look of her face. "What's wrong?" He asked concerned. Her eyes looked tired and worn and her complexion looked clammy, much different from the bright smiling loving girl he had danced with the week before in the snow.

"Nothing," She shook her head as she worked on the bag pouring it into a coffee filter.

"Why are you putting sugar in a coffee filter?" He asked.

"It's not sugar," Davina protested as she picked the bag to look at it and groaned. "Damn it," She grumbled as she began to fold the filter to put it back.

"Are you feeling okay?" He asked as he watch her movement which were sluggish.

"Just tired," Davina said as poured the sugar back in to the bag, but Kol took the filter from her, setting it down then placed a hand on her forehead and it felt really warm.

"You are burning up," He said as placed his other hand on her cheek which was flushed.

"I'll be fine," Davina said brushing his hands off of her face. "No worries."

Kol shook his head. "The only thing you need to be doing is going back to bed, Love."

"I want coffee first," Davina sighed, but Kol shook his head again.

"No, bed," He said as he bent down scooping her up in his arms bridal style and took her upstairs to her bedroom laying her gently down on the bed.

"I can walk on my own you know," She said crossly as she moved to slide in under her the covers crossing her arms with her lips a cute pout.

"Okay Grumpy," He chuckled as he sat down on her bed. "But would you have listened to me?"

"No," She admitted as she played with the fabric of her covers.

"I didn't think so," Kol said feeling her head again. "We need to get your fever down."

"It is just a cold," She sighed as she leaned back in her bed. "It will pass in a few days."