Stunned, Amy curled up into a ball to protect herself as she realized she was falling -- or at least tried to curl up.  She couldn't think straight, couldn't focus, and it was no wonder her body wasn't cooperating.  It was some kind of bizarre stroke or something.  She needed help, needed someone... needed Nick, he would sleep with her...<br/><br/>She shook her head, trying to shake the thought loose.  She was sick, it was a doctor that she needed.  Fighting for breath, for anything like normality, she opened her eyes, which had been squeezed tightly shut as she tried to fight off these bizarre feelings.  She had to find help, a phone, not think about all those strange, wonderfully arousing things...