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"Rise and shine you two. Zac, Wildthing. Grampa says it's time to get up." Taylor announced rapping on the door. "We're up so go away." Jessy called back. "Morning babe." Zac whispered. "Morning. When did I take off my bra? I don't remember taking off my bra." Jessy replied looking at her bra on the nightstand next to Zac. "You looked really uncomfortable Jessy. You were tossing and turning so I thought maybe that was your problem." Zac whispered. "You helped me huh?" Jessy teased as the door opened. "Taylor get out." Zac screamed covering Jessy. "I knocked." Taylor complained. "I didn't say come in." Zac argued. "Well I didn't hear what she said. She could have said come in. That's why I opened the door.' Taylor explained. "Get real." Zac grumbled. "Just drop it Zac. There's no way he'll get it." Jessy whispered trying to calm him down. "I'm tired of it Jessy." Zac argued. "I know you are hun. I am too. I just don't think it's worth fighting over. If Jordan Taylor Hanson wants to be a pervert, there is nothing you or I can do about it." Jessy declared. "A pervert huh? You're being nice." Zac replied. "I am not a pervert. Stop saying that." Taylor complained. "Stop being one and I will." Jessy replied turning in Zac's arms to glare at him. "Ahhh! Just get up. Grampa's waiting. Grampa wants you up, not me. I wish I'd never met you." Taylor grumbled as he turned and slammed the door behind him. "We better get up huh?" Zac whispered. "Uh huh." Jessy said rising and heading to the bathroom. "You taking a shower?" Zac asked. "Uh huh. Why?" Jessy replied. "I'll wait." Zac answered. "Wait for the shower? You mean I beat you to it huh?" Jessy called out tossing her panties out the door. "Yeah I'd say so." Zac chuckled rising, making his way to her panties, picking them up. "So those yours?" Jessy teased, wrapped in a towel. "Yeah just bought them yesterday." Zac teased back. "Bet you look real good in them." Jessy teased, adding, "Shower's all yours. Left if running for you." "That was fast. My turn I guess." Zac said making his way into the shower as Jessy moved to the dresser, slipping on her clothes. "You're fast at that too." Zac said watching her slip on her jeans. "How fast are you?" Jessy teased pulling out a pair of his boxers and tossing them his way. As she popped her head through her tee shirt, "You are fast. What, a lot of practice getting dressed and out before getting caught?" "Yeah right." Zac laughed. "Really!" Jessy squealed, teasing, "You are the Romeo." "Jessy." Zac moaned. "Romeo, Romeo, where for art thou Romeo?" Jessy squealed jumping on the bed, pretending it to be the balcony. "You're a goof." Zac exclaimed. "Oh no.... I'm falling." Jessy teased, tottering on the edge of the bed. "Don't fall on me." Zac teased. "You don't care. Boo hoo." Jessy pouted flopping on the bed. "I care." Zac replied grabbing her foot and dragging her his way before adding, "That you don't fall on me." "Take that back." Jessy squealed wriggling to get away. "Okay I take it back. Go ahead fall on me if you must." Zac teased flopping on the bed next to her. "You'd do that for me?" Jessy sighted crawling on top of him, caressing his face as she gazed at him. "Hey you two quit fooling around and get downstairs." Taylor called out rapping then opening door. "Ha ha! Wrong set of bare boobs." Jessy teased placing her hands over Zac's nipples. "Taylor stop looking at me." Zac teased. "You two are animals. Just get moving. Grampa is waiting." Taylor mumbled. "My Grampa." Jessy sighed. "Let's go babe." Zac replied rising, pulling on a shirt then taking her hand. "I love it when you do that." Jessy sighed. "Do what?" Zac asked turning to see her staring at their hands, adding, "Oh that. It is a nice feeling huh?" "Uh huh. Thanks Zac." Jessy replied. "For what?" Zac asked pulling her close. "You don't have to. I mean... I can't count the times I've been just left standing there. Feeling like a fool when he finally notices that I'm not with him and then he goes like "what now" all the time." Jessy explained. "Oh him." Zac sighed before continuing, "I just like you with me Jessy. That's why I take your hand so I know you're with me." "I like being with you too. A lot Zac." Jessy shared as a smile covered her face. "I'm glad." Zac replied smiling back at her. "You two coming?" Isaac asked as he passed the open door. "Yeah we're coming." Zac answered, kissing her cheek then heading after his brother. "Here you are." Grampa Lawyer exclaimed as they entered the room. "Morning Grampa." Jessy replied making her way to hug him. "Morning sweetie." Grampa said kissing her forehead, adding, "You feel warm. You okay?" "I thought so too. Babe are you sure you're okay?" Zac asked placing his hand to her forehead. "Of course I'm okay." Jessy insisted, making her way to the kitchen. "What are you doing?" Grampa asked following her. "Making breakfast." Jessy answered opening the refrigerator. "Well you are a good cook. Nah. I sent Taylor to wake you because I want to take us all to breakfast." Grampa explained. "That's so nice. You don't have to Grampa. I really don't mind cooking." Jessy answered suddenly not feeling well. "You're okay all right. Jessy what is it?" Zac asked making his way to her. "I don't know. I'm fine." Jessy answered shaking it off. "Good because I'm hungry." Taylor shared. "I've got the van so why don't I drive." Isaac suggested. "Good idea. Let's go kids." Grampa Lawyer exclaimed. "Oh no." Jessy moaned putting a hand to her mouth as she bolted towards the bathroom. "What's wrong sweetie? Zac is she okay?" Grampa Lawyer asked. "I'll go see." Zac called out hot on Jessy's heels. He found her kneeling in front of the toilet, vomitting. "You're not okay. What is it babe?" Zac asked pulling her hair back. "Let's see.. I'm puking. I hate to puke Zac." Jessy moaned taking the wash cloth he offered after flushing and turning to sit on the floor. "You're burning up." Zac said putting a hand to her forehead. "No I'm not. I'm freezing." Jessy argued as she shivered. "You are back to bed and no arguing." Zac said bending and picking her up. "Zac I can walk." Jessy argued. "I said no arguing." Zac reminded. "But Zac..." Jessy tried to argue. "i know you love my butt." Zac teased making his way back upstairs. "It's such a fine butt." Jessy sighed as he placed her on the bed, adding, "Where are you going? My butt." "I'm not going anywhere." Zac answered opening a dresser drawere and pulling out a pair of sweats. "Ahhh you remembered I'm cold." Jessy sighed. "Yep. Hands up." Zac replied pulling the sweatshirt over her head before unsnapping and unzipping her jeans. "You are so good to me." Jessy whispered. "Got to take care of you. You're special." Zac replied kissing her forehead, adding, "How about some aspirin?" "I guess. Couldn't hurt." Jessy replied watching him head to the bathroom. "Oh no. Out of my way." Jessy moaned rushing past him to kneel in front of the toilet again. "You got it bad." Zac said getting her a washcloth. "This hurts. Must be something I ate." Jessy moaned sitting, leaning against the wall. "You mean food poisoning?" Zac asked. "I think so. My stomach really hurts. It never hurts like this when I have the flu. But you're not sick." Jessy answered. "We've been together 24/7. Eating the same things." Zac shared, adding, "I didn't have dessert last night though." "Yeah you didn't. I wonder if it was that cake. It had like a pudding filling. It was delicious." Jessy suggested, adding as Zac left the room, "Where you going?" "To call Mom." Zac answered dialing the phone. "Oh the poor kids." Jessy moaned rising from the floor. "Hansons." Walker answered. "Hey Dad. How is everyone? Jessy is sick." Zac asked. "Diana. Jessy is sick also." Walker called out. "So she isn't the only one huh?" Zac asked. "No son she isn't the only one. All of the younger ones have been throwing up. It started just a little while ago. Zoe is in misery." Walker answered. "Jessy said her stomach really hurts. She's wondering if it's food poisoning." Zac shared. "Food poisoning? What? We all ate together." Walke questioned. "I know that''s what threw us at first but I didn't have cake last night and Jessy did. She said it was delicious. It must have been, she had two pieces. Hey babe you saved me. Remember you ate my piece." Zac explained. "Diana who ate the cake last night?" Walker asked. "Son is Jessy okay?" Diana asked picking up another extension. "As well as can be expected. Like she said Mom, she hates to puke. Oh no here she goes again. I better go, she did save me the experience by eating my piece." Zac explained. "Dear warn your brothers, they both ate the cake. Thank goodness Daddy was good and didn't indulge. Son if she isn't better soon let me know." Diana asked. "Sure Mom. I'll keep in touch." Zac said making his way to Jessy asking, "What do you need babe?" "This to be over." Jessy moaned reaching for his hand. "I'll take care of you." Zac declared lifting her and carrying her back to bed, adding, "You're not as hot." "Well you try and look sexy while you're puking your guts out." Jessy teased. "You're so funny. Not! You know I meant your fever." Zac replied covering her with the comforter before adding, "I like the sick look." "You are sick then. I avoided the mirror. I can imagine what I look like." Jessy moaned cuddling under the covers. "You look like you need me. I like that look." Zac declared cuddling her into his arms. "So what did your Mom think?" Jessy whispered. "She agrees about the cake. Why we whispering?" Zac replied in a whisper. "I have a headache." Jessy whispered. "I'm sorry. I forgot the aspirin." Zac said rising and retrieving a glass of water and aspiring. "That's right you had talked me into this before I shoved you out of the way to puke huh?" Jessy shared taking the glass and swallowing the pills as Zac crawled back in next to her. `I think I´ll rest now. Zac your Mom ate some of the cake too. She´s gonna need your help. I want you to go home. I´ll be okay here with Grampa." Jessy suggested. "I´m not leaving you. End of discussion." Zac insisted. "But Zac.." Jessy argued. "No Jessy. And don´t ask again." Zac interrupted. "Don´t be so pig headed." Jessy grumbled before crying. "Don´t cry. I didn´t mean to make you cry. Jessy I can´t leave you, you need me." Zac whispered craddling her close. "I do need you Zac. But so does your family hun. Both your Mom and Dad ate a little of the cake so they´re going to get sick too. Zac, you, Grampa and Isaac were the only ones who didn´t eat the cake. That´s eight sickies to the three of you. I love you for wanting to take care of me but your family needs you more." Jessy shared. "But Jessy." Zac grumbled. "But Zac." Jessy teased rubbing his butt. "But Jessy." Zac teased back rubbing her butt. "For me?" Jessy asked cuddling against his chest. "How can you ask me to leave you?" Zac asked hugging her close, laying his head on top of hers. "I have to Zac." Jessy whispered, adding, "i don´t want you to leave me but I can´t imagine how your family will manage without you. Zac I will manage without you. Maybe not as well as I would with you but I´ll manage." "Why do you have to be right?" Zac mumbled holding her close. "So what´s the verdict?" Grampa Lawyer asked entering the open door. "We think it´s food poisoning from the cake last night. Mom said all the younger ones are sick like Jessy." Zac explained. "Only you, Zac and Isaac didn´t eat the cake." Jessy added raising her head then quickly putting it back. "Head still hurt?" Zac asked. "Uh huh." Jessy answered closing her eyes. "Well Diana and Walker will need help." Grampa declared. "I told Zac to go home but he´s arguing with me. I´m sick and he´s arguing with me." Jessy moaned. "Hmm I think we´d be better off moving her to the rest of the sickies." Grampa suggested. "What?" Jessy squealed. "What?" Zac asked. "Well there are only three of us and the eight of them. We´re out numbered boy so I think our best bet is to make the playing field as small as possible." Grampa explained. "Great idea Grampa." Zac exclaimed. "What? Zac are you crazy. Your Mom doesn´t need one more sick person in her house." Jessy argued. "If you want me to go home and help out, you´ll just have to come with me. I told you I´m not leaving you." Zac insisted. "Zac." Jessy grumbled then sat up adding, "If I have to ride all the way to the folks´ I´ll need a bucket in case I have to puke again."