[i]Alyssa smiled at JT afterwards, sitting up on the couch. She had an oddly pained expression on her face, sweat beading her forehead even though she wasn't doing anything. She smiled awkwardly at the cowboy, feeling her forehead. "I think I've a fever, Jay," Alyssa murmured, although from her expression it was a lot more than a fever. Her breathing was shallow and forced, as though she was struggling for each breath.[/i]