This one might be a little longer. and a little gross. (well the throwing up part might be)

Jemma's POV

I woke up one morning to the sound of someone moaning in the bathroom. I opened the door and saw Dan clutching his stomach. His face was pale. Then he ran to the toilet. I stepped in the bathroom and rubbed Dan's back as he threw up. After he was done, I noticed he was sweating. I found the thermometer and shoved it under his tongue. When it beeped, it said that he had a fever. Dan walked to our bedroom and laid down. I left the room. I went into the bathroom and ran a washcloth under cold water. I ran back to him and laid the cloth on his forehead. Then I headed downstairs and made Dan some tea and a few pieces of toast. I put them on a tray and headed back upstairs. Dan was laying down. I put some more pillows under him so he can sit up. He took a few bites of toast and a small sip of tea. I felt his forehead. It was still warm. I went in the medicine cabinet and found some fever medications. I gave him three pills. "Here. Take these." I said. He took them. I called for Darcie, Ellie and Peggy. They came in and laid down by Dan's feet. 

I spent the whole day nursing Dan back to health. The next morning I felt sick. I quickly ran to the bathroom and threw up. I noticed Dan looking at me sadly. I got back into bed and fell back asleep. When I woke up, Dan was near me. He gave me a few things. "Dan. What are you doing?" I asked. "You nursed me back to health so now I'm doing the same thing to you." He said. I took the medicine and fell back asleep.

The next morning, I did feel better. Dan was downstairs and I kissed him on the cheek. "Thanks Dr. TDM." I said. Dan laughed and kissed me. "Jem," He began. "Yeah?" I asked. "I'll always be there for you." Dan said. I kissed him. "I know, Dan. I know."