Alone {Caution some PG content, read at own risk}

[*Musical~Soul*]

Christine frowned, a bit puzzled at what Cesar was trying to tell her. Something about his saddle, she figured. She looked at Erik and helped him sit up as he coughed. Raoul watched Cesar, knowing that if he dared approach the horse, he might end up like those horse thieves.

[Sakwa]

(LOL! Too damn right!)

*Cesar snorted, giving the horse equivalent of rolling his eyes before trying to bite at one of the straps holding one of the saddlebags shut and looking back at Christine again.*

[*Musical~Soul*]

Raoul didn't want to try and see what the horse wanted, he liked his ears where they were at the time. "Christine, there's something about his saddle that he wants you to know about." Christine looked at Erik. She hated to leave him, but she walked over to Cesar and undid the straps to his saddlebag.

[Sakwa]

*Cesar snorted, he knew in one of them Erik had packed a) spare shirts, b) some food, c) some water. It was the water he was most concerned about, he didn't know which saddlebag Erik had placed it in*

[*Musical~Soul*]

Christine opened the first bag, no good. It was some extra clothes. Opening the second, she let out a sigh of relief. Water! She pulled out the canteen and thanking Cesar, rushed back to Erik. She had him sit up again and take a sip of the water. "Drink slowly," she told Erik.

[Sakwa]

*Erik did as he was told, too weak to argue. He was starting to feel tired again but he didn't want to sleep, sleep to him now was bad. He couldn't face the nightmares he knew would come, yet his whole being was yearning for sleep.*

[*Musical~Soul*]

Christine felt like a mother caring for a sick child. "That's good," she whispered, helping Erik drink. Raoul watched, warily keeping an eye on the horse.

[Sakwa]

*Cesar was watching Raoul as well, he gave a snort of amusement at Raouls wariness.*

*Erik was feeling too weak to do anything but to do as he was told. He could barely sit up without Christines help.*

[*Musical~Soul*]

(Raoul's afraid of the horsie! lol)

Christine felt Erik's forehead again, his fever was breaking, if only slightly. She kept her arm under his head and gave him water from time to time, just letting him rest instead of immediately getting him back to the carriage.

[Sakwa]

(I had a really funny idea. Raoul sat there watching Cesar. Cesar lieing near Erik watching Raoul. Erik pretty much too weak to do anything. Christine fussing over Erik )

*Erik couldn't remember ever feeling so weak and tired. But he knew he couldn't sleep, his own fear would stop him.*

[*Musical~Soul*]

(LOL. I think Erik needs caffeine. That might make him feel better. It works for me!)

Christine looked down at Erik. "How do you feel? Any better?" she asked, wondering if he was strong enough yet to get back into the carriage.

[Sakwa]

(LOL!)

Tired...weak *Erik replied, not feeling up to stringing words together to form sentances*

[*Musical~Soul*]

"I'd imagine so." said Christine, "You look better though. Your fever's breaking." Raoul didn't have anything to add with Cesar being so close. If the horse would have been in the carriage earlier, Raoul may have lost both ears.

[Sakwa]

*Erik gave a slight smile. 'I thought I always looked bad' he thought.*

*Cesar kept his gaze fixed on Raoul, listening to what his rider was saying though.*

[*Musical~Soul*]

Christine smiled back. "We'll be nearing Raoul's home soon," she said, "There you can have a decent rest." Raoul gave a look, wondering when he had agreed to all this, but said nothing, and slowly inched further away from the horse.

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