"100..."

He mumbled around his cigarette, trying not to puff smoke in his partner's face as he looked at the thermometer. He sets it down and rubs his forehead, thinking of what he was supposed to do and needed to get for them. Water to keep them hydrated, lighter clothing to keep them cool, Tylenol, maybe turn the air conditioner on. He removed his cigarette from his mouth and pressed a kiss to their forehead before getting up and turning on the air conditioner, letting cool air flow through the room. With his cigarette back in his mouth, he left the room and went downstairs, returning with a bottle of water. Doc then started digging through the drawers of the nightstand for Tylenol, cursing to himself when he couldn't find the bottle. After digging enough, he found it and placed it next to the water bottle on the nightstand. He then sat at the edge of the bed, giving a small smile.

"Alrighty hun, let's get you changed."