Slowly, her animal like panic ebbed away and recognition of those around her finally seeped into her mind. After studying the faces of everyone in the room, her eyes returned to Jack's, staring up at him, making sense of the emotion that was playing out on his face. Marabelle made her way up beside her and placed a hand on her forehead, not receiving any more than a slight flinch of her eyes to acknowledge her presence. "She's practically on fire, she's probably becoming delirious." Wrapping an arm under her daughter's, she looked towards Jack. "Let me get your help getting her back in bed. We will need to take shifts monitoring her condition and trying to keep her cool... Doc, do you have anything we can give her to possibly bring the fever down?"