The morning after Daniel's episode of feeling light headed and dizzy, the mortal woke feeling a little off balance, but nowhere near as bad as he had the day before. He decided it had just been a fluke and left his sleeping husband to grab a shower. He let the water beat against his body and became acutely aware of just how hyper-sensitive his skin was and how achy he was beginning to feel. Surely he wasn't getting the damn flu... He didn't feel as if he was running a fever and he wasn't having any other symptoms either. He shook it off, finished his shower and stepped out, drying off and pulling on a pair of jeans and a white t-shirt. Methos was still asleep so Daniel headed into the living room and then out onto the balcony, sitting at the table there and looking out over the city. He hadn't been sitting there very long when he felt like his nose was beginning to run. When he wiped the back of his hand across it, he was surprised to see blood staining the back of his hand. That wasn't promising. He heard movement in the living room and cursed quietly as he knew Methos was now awake and would likely question the bloody nose if nothing else. Daniel stood to retrieve a cloth but the dizziness was back and he grabbed the chair for support, calling out worriedly for his husband as he did so.