Niklas was fighting to stay conscious. He stayed laying when he felt her hands on his shoulders. His eyes closed again and kind of stayed closed this time. "No." He says softly. "I want them safe." He says in a worstly slurred voice. He forced his eyes open a slit. "Can you call my work? Let them know?" He asks. "Its in my cell...number two speed dial." He gets out. The words clearly forced out and his eyes forced open. He groaned a bit. "My head is killing me. I'll lay down." He agreed. With her help he was able to get out of the car. He tried to lean on his feet as much as possible. The kids he heard following yet he could barely keep his eyes open. He gets inside and into the spare bedroom. Soon as they were near the bed he collapsed onto it. "So hot..." he groans out. Shivering as the rest of the fever caught up to him.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Lexi whimpered and tugged on Lulu's shirt. "Daddy gonna be okay?" She asks.</span><span style="font-weight: bold">Amber held onto Lulu's free had while she helped daddy into the room.</span><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">Drew looked at Lulu. Knowing that daddy was sick and understand why was two different things. Looking up at her more. "Miss Lulu will you help daddy get better like you did Mina other day?" He asks hopefully.</span></span>