I wake up at midnight, and hear retching from the bathroom. Aidan was in my arms, and now he is not. 

   "Aidan?" I call out softly, while walking into the bathroom.

 He is on his knees at the bathtub at this point dry-heaving. 

  "Hey sweetheart, its Alex. I'm here, you want me to stay?"  

  He nods and I grab him his water bottle, a blanket, and another outfit. Aidan ends up laying back onto me, I wrap the blanket around him loosely, and he sips on the water. Then the water comes up about 10 minutes later, and I know something is not right. I might have to take him to the hospital.

  "Aidan, did you take anything? Eat anything new?" I ask gently.

  "No I am clean and I had what you had for dinner." His voice is shaky and he is trembling.

   "I think you need to go to the hospital, at least for IV fluids." I try to be reassuring, knowing he hates hospitals.

   He starts to cry softly, and I frown. 

  "I'll stay with you, but you will get dehydrated and feel worse if you do not go." I murmur.433Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrM7mFPDE55
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    I press a gentle kiss to his cheek while helping him up. He leans on me as we walk to my car and drive to the ER. Currently we are waiting in the waiting room, his head on my lap and I'm running my fingers through his hair. I don't really mind, besides the old couple glaring at us for the PDA or being gay, not sure which one. They call him back, and he was put on fluids right away. 

  Currently I'm sitting on his bed, running my fingers through his hair trying to calm him. He was given antinausea meds which stopped his vomiting for a while but also made him very drowsy.

   They suspect an infection, but not sure how severe. They are running his labs, but they suspect sepsis. Everything for him currently is STAT orders, which is never good. Aidan stirs and mumbles something while looking up at me. 

  "Hey love, what's up?" I ask softly.

  He is mumbling incoherently, and I call in the doctor who just got his labs. We both look at Aidan who is shining in sweat, a deathly pale, and disoriented. This is my hospital where I work at, and me and this doctor usually do not get along so it surprises me when he looks at me sadly. 

   "Sepsis." He finally says. 

  The word rings in my head as basically a death sentence depending upon how severe. 

  "He's going to be transferred into the ICU within the next two hours, for now we are running antibiotics and running more tests." The doctor finally leaves after that short blurb. 

 I go back to running my fingers through Aidan's hair, as he continues his mumbling. His eyes look fearful, until I kiss his forehead and he catches the smell of my cologne. Usually scents calm him down, and thankfully it works.

 "I love you." I murmur.

  "Alexander." He gets out while gagging.

  I grab the bucket they have him using and help him to hold it while everything comes up. Tears steadily stream down his cheeks, and they do until he finally passes out from fatigue.

  He got transferred around 3am, and I did not leave his side at all. Even while he was sleeping, I stayed there with him throughout. 

  Now we are at 6am, and I'm woken up by a soft, "Alexander?" 

I open my eyes and see Aidan smiling weakly, "Yes, sweetheart."

      "Come here?" He makes grabby hands at me.

  I nod, and get up to sit on the bed beside him. He giggles while burying his head into the crook of my shoulder. Aidan giggles when he is trying not to get upset, and he knows that I know.

  "It's okay, it's okay to cry sweetheart." I tell him reassuringly.433Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgcwIcLq7ME

  I feel a gentle nod, and I kiss the top of his head. I feel him trembling and the tears soaking my shirt as he mumbles, "I don't want to die. I wanted us to get married and I wanted to change my future." 433Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPsJ3mScPlb

"Sepsis does not have great survival rates, but I have hope."

  He holds onto my shirt to the point his knuckles are white, so I put my hand on top of his and gently peel his fingers off to hold his hand. Shortly after, he cried himself to sleep with me whispering soft reasurances into his ear. 433Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCDXkeVn0mQ

  I think around this time is when I started ring shopping.