She moved into him, sound asleep.

Dylan smiled, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her head, eventually drifting off aswell.

She got up again, around 1:00 AM, and went to the bathroom, vomiting.

Dylan woke as she moved quickly. He followed her quickly, kneeling beside her as she vomited, holding her hair back and rubbing her back.

She groaned, slumping back. "I feel like shit." She commented.

Dylan settled her so she was sitting back against the wall. He cleaned up quickly, flushing the toilet and washing his hands before getting her a glass of water. "Here, babe, drink this slowly,"he murmured, holding the glass out to her.

She glanced at him, blearily. "Why's there three of you...?" She muttered.

Dylan smiled gently. "You're just dizzy, babe," he reassured her softly. "Just close your eyes and sip some of the water,"

She soon fell back asleep, and slumped against the wall.

Dylan gently picked her up and carried her back to his-- their room. He tucked her in bed before setting out a bucket on her side of the bed if she woke and needed to vomit again.