Leah.

"Hey, Leah, how are you doing?" Jonathan asked the young aerospace engineer, who was cuddling with the sleeping Natalie and Zoe on the couch.

"I'm tired," she yawned.

"Do you feel like you're going to vomit?" he asked with genuine concern.

"No..."

"Can you stand up and walk?"

"No..."

"So you want me to carry you to your room?"

"Yes, please..."

"Good thing my mother isn't here..." he sighed as he picked her up.

"I wish my mom was here..." Leah whimpered, wrapping her arms around his neck for support.

"Okay, I'll be back as soon as possible," Jonathan announced as he headed to the door. "Thanks again for watching over them, Jen."

"No problem," the redhead smiled as she handed out glasses of water to the other eleven women.

"I had fun today, Jon," Leah mumbled, laying her head against his shoulder while he carried her down the hallway to the elevators.

"I'm glad you did," he smiled and awkwardly press the down button with his elbow.

She peacefully slept through the short elevator ride and the walk to the door of her room, where Jonathan fished out the keycard from her robe pocket. He gently laid her down on the twin bed and placed her snugly under the covers before removing her robes.

"You're hot," Leah muttered in her sleep.

"Um, thanks," he whispered and placed a cup of water on the nightstand and the trash can next to her bed as precaution. "Good night, Leah."

Jonathan went back to the rooftop pool and found most of the girls had either fallen asleep or giddily chatting with each other.

"No one fell in the pool?" he asked walking up to Jen.

"None so far," she shook her head.

"That's good, I don't need to be both doctor and Navy SEAL," he smirked as he surveyed who would be next to be escorted back to her room.