Mm. Keep our girls safe. [ Royce says idly, staring out into the night. He waves Alfie off, and watches for as long as he can keep himself awake.
Two days pass just fine - but by the end of the night on the second day of driving, Gwen doesn't look great. Royce fusses over her - she waves him off, but it's clear she has a fever. She curls up miserably in the back of the car, hair damp and clinging to her skin, and Royce freaks out a little. Gwen tells them to keep going, and Royce gets angry, snaps at her and then immediately apologizes, pulling her close.
Day three is harder. Gwen is pale, and her fever is getting worse, and when Royce looks up at Alfie when they park for the night, wrapped around a sleeping, fitful Gwen, his expression is flooded with worry and a little bit of panic. ]
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Two days pass just fine - but by the end of the night on the second day of driving, Gwen doesn't look great. Royce fusses over her - she waves him off, but it's clear she has a fever. She curls up miserably in the back of the car, hair damp and clinging to her skin, and Royce freaks out a little. Gwen tells them to keep going, and Royce gets angry, snaps at her and then immediately apologizes, pulling her close.
Day three is harder. Gwen is pale, and her fever is getting worse, and when Royce looks up at Alfie when they park for the night, wrapped around a sleeping, fitful Gwen, his expression is flooded with worry and a little bit of panic. ]