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Nick slept soundly for the remainder of the night, curled around his belly on the other side of the bed. When he woke the next morning, nausea immediately hit him, causing him to groan slightly and rush to the bathroom. Not much came up because it has been a few hours since Nick had last eaten, and he was soon reduced to dry heaving. He was alert when he heard the door open, sighing shakily.

"Hey, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you," Nick spoke, flushing the toilet and easing himself into sitting up straight. He almost hoped that Brad would comfort him, hoping that he hadn't pushed the lieutenant away too much.