Nick lay in the dressing room sleeping. "The poor kid," B-Rok sighed as he entered.
"Yeah," Kevin agreed. "I hate to do it, but we've gotta' wake him up. We've got a show to do." He gently shook Nick's body. "Wake up, bud. Time to perform."
Nick batted his eyes. "Okay, I'm up." He yawned. "Let's go do the show."
Brian helped him up. "We'll try to make it easier for you. Just do your best."
As soon as the concert was over Nick took a shower, and headed straight to the bus to crash.
The others gathered at the table to split a pizza. "Man, I thought Nick was gonna' die on us tonight," AJ stated.
"He almost stopped singing on "Anywhere For You," Kevin said.
"He was out of breath," Brian informed them.
"He's had the flu before," Howie mentioned, "But he's never been so weak."
"True," Brian agreed.
Kevin poured his coke. "Well, sleep'll do him good."
"Maybe he just had a fever. Perhaps he's dehydrated," Howie suggested.
"Howie has a good poin--" AJ's statement was cut off by Nick's sudden coughing.
"Whatever it is,"
Brian said slowly, "I hope he gets over it soon."