Mike POV

I hated seeing Zoey sick.I kissed her forehead and ran her a bath hoping this could help.

I carried her into the bathroom and her head nestled into my chest.Just like on our first date.

"Zoey.I made you a bath okay please bathe it should help ya feel a little bit better."

"Thanks Mike." She said weakly as put her down.

I walked out of the bathroom and went into the kitchen.I made some soup and Zoey came out of the bathroom.

"Mike whatcha doing?" Zoey said tryin to yell.

*gasp* "Names Chester MISSY! Back in my day we respected our elders!"

"Okay Chester What's up?"

"Making soup for an ungrateful PERSON!" Chester snapped and I fought for control.

I finally got control and ran to Zoey.

"I'm sorry Zoe!Chester is a complaint master.I didn't mean to hurt your feelings! What do I need to do to prove myself?" It was at that point I realized I needed to shut up.

Zoey giggled." Mike you're a sweet heart!I already knew you wasn't in control that's why I'm not mad!"

I blushed and felt extemely embarrased." I'll go make you a bowl of soup and deal with Chester later."

I walked out of the room and I thought of Mal.

I never told her about the him because I didn't want to scare her. I hoped she dosen't ever meet him.