(That sucks...A lot...Like Majorly man!)
Abel frowned and took off his glove. Then he'd placed his hand on her forehead, her feaver had gotten worse. He cursed in his head and walked over to the desk and opened the bottem left darwer. He pulled out a bottel and opened it, letting two pills drop into his hand. He rushed back over to her and helped he lean back up. "Hear take these...", he said slowly as he held one up to her mouth, "...Please..."