Still not my best work but I haven't written BAM in so long, well, lol. I hope you all enjoy it.
Summary: Bianca and Maggie get caught in the rain.
Pairing: BAM
"I can't believe we're out here without umbrellas." Bianca says with a slight pout, glancing at the pouring rain in the streets.
"Yeah, I know." Her shorter companion comments. "But…it's not like it's a big deal. We could make a break for it." She continues.
"Have you completely lost your mind? Are those medical books baking your common sense, Stone?" Bianca asks her eyes wide with amusement. Maggie just grins up at her girlfriend,
"No, but c'mon, live a little." Maggie says jumping into the rain. Bianca gasps unable to stop herself,
"Maggie! Get back under here!" she hisses putting her briefcase down. Maggie shakes her head, holding her hands out for Bianca,
"Nope! Come out here with me!" She says a slight pout on her face. Bianca shakes her head,
"No, some of us would rather not die of pneumonia." She insists, her hands on her hips. Maggie laughs,
"I'll take care of you." She promises.
"I will not let you come near me if you're just as germy!" Bianca shrieks.
"Babe, c'mon. It's romantic!" Maggie says spinning around.
"It's crazy!" Bianca says not budging.
"Scared you're gonna ruin your $900 shoes, Princess?" Maggie taunts. Bianca huffs indignantly,
"Yes, I am actually! Mom sent me these and can you imagine the conniption she'd have if she were to come and visit and they were dead? Can you!" Bianca's voice steadily rises. Maggie just laughs,
"Ah, you're no fun you old stick in the mud." She says splashing in a puddle. She felt carefree and child-like; almost like Miranda and her innocence. Bianca merely raised an eyebrow, snapping a few pictures of her girlfriend.
"Uh huh, call me what you want." She mutters.
"Guhh," Maggie moans, burrowing further under the blanket,
"Aww, my poor baby. Are you all sickly?" Bianca coos, entering the room with a cool compress to try and lower Maggie's fever.
"Uh huh." She says pitifully. Her eyes are barely open, but the annoyed tears are present nonetheless. Her red nose provides residence to large wads of toilet paper, in an effort to keep her bodily fluids at bay.
"I bet you are." Bianca says resting the cool rag on Maggie's neck.
"S'cold." She says shivering.
"I know, but we need to work on that fever." Bianca says sympathetically. "But now we know it's bad to play in the rain, don't we?" she says in faux-sympathy. Maggie nods,
"Rain bag," she says, her voice muffled. Bianca smiles,
"And Bianca's good." Bianca finishes. Maggie tries to glare, but instead it looks like she's just closing her eyes. Bianca just sighs with a soft affectionate smile, "Aw, don't worry. I'll have your medicine in a few and you'll be back to sleep in no time." She says kissing Maggie's forehead.
"Sorry 'm sick." She mutters.
"Aw, it's alright sweetie. You'll be better in no time." Bianca says encouragingly. Maggie nods again,
"'m gonna take ya out, too." She slurs. Bianca's ears perk up,
"Oh? My choice?" she asks. She knows its evil, asking Maggie while she's obviously un-Maggie like but a woman has to do what a woman has to do.
"'nythin' you wan'. Cos your z'best." Maggie says nodding, her eyes dropping in exhaustion. Bianca just grins a little more, standing to grab the Nyquil and medicating her girlfriend. "Love you." Maggie says just before she drifts off.
"The fact that she's adorable should make me feel bad, but I don't." Bianca says after a beat, waiting for the slight snores of her girlfriend.
One month later, Bianca cashed in on her 'anything you want'. Maggie almost cried the entire dinner when she realized she was stuck with all the Kane women.