Alex groaned loudly as she opened her eyes slowly. Her eyelids felt heavy and her throat ached. Thinking she was just tired and thirsty, she drug herself out of bed and made her way towards the kitchen. After what seemed like forever, she made it to the fridge and poured herself a glass of orange juice. She wiped away the beads of sweat that had accumulated on her forehead with the back of her hand. Taking a swig of juice, she grimaced in pain as it burned its way down her throat.<br/><br/>Gina, who was making breakfast, turned around to flash her a smile, "Good morning." Her face fell as soon as she took in Alex's appearance, brows furrowing in worry. She immediately turned off the stove and ushered Alex back to bed. Grabbing the thermometer, she took her niece's temperature, raising her eyebrows when it beeped. "I'll call the school," she said sighing, brushing Alex's hair from her forehead, "Feel better sweetie." 'What about Fiona?' was her last conscious thought before she fell into a restless sleep.