Slowly, Caitlin pulled her hand away from Harryâs forehead as he started to ramble on that he was fine.  âYes, Iâm sure you are,â she said with a small smile as she walked to a nearby table and grabbed a tablet.  âI am just going to run some tests.  Jessie was a little anxious when she found you passed out, and I for one will second her anxiety until I see some resultsâ her voice matter-of-fact because even if he stated otherwise, she wanted to make sure that he was indeed okay and wasnât running a fever.  A sick Harry wasnât good for anyone.  Just as she pulled his vitals up on the tablet, her brow raised with concern as he mentioned he loved her.  Her heart skipped, but she was sure he was really just out of it and didnât mean anything by it.  âMe too, Harry, youâve been a really good friend to all of us, and I know Jessie loves you dearly.  We donât want anything to happen to you.â Her eyes glanced down for a moment, her hair falling to hide her face.  âItâs just a little high your temperature... nothing some rest and relaxation canât heal.â Caitlin gave him a smile even as she sat by his side. ( @superhumanheros