Firrae stayed by Vira for the entire day, mostly, the girl just slept, sometimes she would get up and run to the bathroom, sometimes she would wake up, asking for pears or water. Firrae made sure she got everything she needed. The sun was setting, pinks and golds shone through the window across Firrae's face when felt a squeeze of her hand. She awoke to Fisraee sitting up in bed, a cold sweat breaking out all over face. Her hand felt cold and clammy in Firrae's. Firrae urgently slid a hadn on Fis's forhead, feeling the skin blistering with heat underneath.<br/><br/>"<span style="font-style: italic">Vashen! There is a problem! Fisraee has a fever and she is in pain! Hurry!</span>"<br/><br/>Firrae went a got a wet washcloth and placed it on her sisters forhead.<br/><br/>"Fisraee, whats wrong?" She sat there holding her sisters hand as she gasped for breath. Firrae heard a snap, and Fisraee screamed, holding her rib cage.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Shit..the baby is growing to fast for her tiny small frame. It's breaking her ribs!</span>Firrae sent as much magic into Fisraee as possible, as she let out another scream.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Damnit Vashen, it's breaking her ribs, WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU!!!!???</span>Firrae could tell Fisraee's body was not ready to go into labor, but the baby was.