Grunting softly she dug through the cabinets until she found what she needed. Quickly returning to his side she helped him sit up pinching his cheeks so that he would open his mouth. Popping the pills inside she placed the rim of the glass against his lip so he could drink some water. “Bruce is on his way, just hang in there. Are you in pain?” she asked. Her voice was filled with worry as she sat on the bed gazing down at him. She was hurt that he hadn’t mentioned anything about feeling unwell, then again it had been partly her fault for not paying attention. She had assumed he was hung over like he usually was in the morning, but instead he was seriously ill. A fever like that was enough to prove to her that she hadn’t been paying her usual attention to him. 

She placed her hand over his hand gazing down at him with worried eyes. “I’m sorry Tony,” she muttered softly. “JARVIS, please inform me when Bruce arrives,” she spoke knowing she would have to go down to the lobby to greet him. JARVIS complied with her demand and repeated that he would inform her the moment he was downstairs.