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[It was bound to happen sooner or later. Between pushing herself with extra hours at the clinic and running around in the snow more than she should have, Litchi's awesome immune system has finally been conquered. It's little more than a common cold, but she knows she can't push it anymore and needs to rest. Much as she hates to admit defeat like this.

House 48 gets the honor of a puffy-eyed and sniffly Litchi making far more noise than she would like this morning (re: coughing from time to time), trying to make some tea. After that, she's going to bundle up in her room, more than likely forced there by housemates.

Towards mid-morning, feeling even worse about writing this than she feels sick, she drops a note in the journals.]

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I am so terribly sorry for my timing on this, but I seem to have caught a cold. It shouldn't take more than a day or two to recover, but I didn't want to put any patients at risk by coming in to work while I'm contagious.

I'm sure the clinic will be just fine in the meantime, but if anyone needs me for anything, please don't hesitate to ask.

Please try to stay warm, everyone.

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I'm not worried about how long it takes. And it's not a bother.

[He walks over closer to her, watching her as she pokes at the strainer.]

...I just want you to feel better and not worry about anything for a little while.

[Weak smile. He really is too good to her.]

Thank you, David. I'll try.

[On both of those things. She's confident about feeling better, but not worrying is like asking a fish not to swim.]

Right now, all I'm hoping is that this tea will warm me up. [Sniffle.] All of this snow seems to be getting the better of me.

[Hey, some fish decided they were tired of swimming and decided to try out dry land.

Either way, he'll step closer to her and start to lightly rub her shoulders.]

If not, just curl up in all your blankets with a good book. Hell, you should do that anyway.

Hmm. It does sound nice.

[Subconsciously, she starts to lean back into the shoulder rub, heavy eyelids drooping a bit. After a moment, she glances back at him, tone lightly teasing despite the tiredness.]

You're going to catch my cold if you aren't careful, you know.

I'm not too worried about that. But if it happens, you'll be able to say you warned me.

[He deepens the shoulder rub a bit more, trying to get the tension out of her shoulders.]

David, that really isn't much consolation...

[But she still sounds amused. Being able to say "I told you so" to a sick loved one isn't much up her alley, but she can at least appreciate the joking.

Oh, heavenly back rub. Don't mind her dozing off somewhat.]

I promise I'll keep up my strength, Litchi. But you already do a lot of watching out for us. Now's the time I look out for you, okay?

[And he doesn't mind her dozing as he keeps doing it.]

But you already do.

[There's an almost dreamy smile on her face as she says it.]

I know I can always count on you to look out for me and the girls.

[He stops the massage, if only to gently hug her from behind.]

I try. But we all look out for each other.

[It's what makes them a family.]

[It is. And Litchi loves this family more than she could ever say. She returns the hug as best she can from this angle.]

I don't know what I'd do without all of you.

[To this, he doesn't say anything, instead, just making the hug firmer.]

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