This is a pairing I wanted to see sort of play out on the show, but it didn't happen. Then I wanted to see it in fanfiction, but I can't seem to find it so I wrote one. Enjoy.
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There was a small, quick knock on the front door.
Thirteen slowly rose from the bed feeling ready to puke. She figured her latest one night stand had forgotten something when she left twenty minutes ago at Thirteen's insistence.
With every step, she felt the bile begin to crawl up her throat. Tonight Thirteen drank way more than usual and was in such a foul mood she didn't even let the girl she slept with sleep over as she usually did.
The young doctor leaned on the wall and slowly unlocked the door, not bothering to check who it was.
When it swung open she saw the back of a woman who had just started to walk away. Thirteen's eyes studied the back of the woman and she immediately know who it was.
The shorter girl in the hallway, slowly turned around, her eyes hidden behind a few strands of her hair. They looked anxious, cautious and even a little frightened.
"What are you-" Was as far as Thirteen got. As the words started to come out so did the sick feeling in her stomach. She froze then darted toward the bathroom.
Spencer looked inside and knew where Thirteen was off to. She hesitantly stepped inside and closed the door. When she heard the taller woman heaving in the bathroom, she trotted to where she was. She carefully stepped inside, pausing to see if the doctor was going to tell her to leave, but when she didn't Spencer slowly stepped behind Thirteen and gathered the woman's hair out of her face as the alcohol made another violent protest.
About ten minutes later, Thirteen was finally done. There was nothing left in her stomach and she was shaking, Spencer helped Thirteen up onto her weak knees and practically carried Thirteen to her bed and laid her down.
"I'm going to get you some water," Spencer told Thirteen who was barely awake. She hurried to the kitchen that she'd barely seen the last time she was there. She searched for the glasses and found one, then filled it up. As she walked out of the kitchen she saw some crackers in the pantry. She picked them up and hurried back to Thirteen's side.
When she got back to the bedroom Thirteen was on her back, eyes half open.
"Drink this," Spencer gently directed as she took off her jacket.
Thirteen slowly sat up as far as she could and sipped the water until most of it was gone. She even managed to keep down a whole cracker.
Spencer took the empty glass from Thirteen and went to the kitchen, putting it in the sink. When she came back, Thirteen's eyes had just fluttered closed and she was on her way into a deep sleep.
The shorter woman sighed and went back to the kitchen to put the crackers back and get more water in case Thirteen's woke up in the middle of the night.
The second the shrill alarm went off Thirteen's head started to pound. She angrily hit her clock so it would stop.
She heard a groan that certainly didn't belong to her and rolled over expecting to see the blonde stranger from the night before in her bed. However, there was no one else in the bed. The event of the previous night came back to her when she saw Spencer sitting in the chair in the corner of the bedroom. Her eyes were closed and her arms were crossed in what looked to be an uncomfortable sleeping position.
Thirteen dreaded getting out of bed because she knew she would feel sick. She looked back over at Spencer wondering why she spend the night or why she didn't just get in the bed.
Spencer finally opened her eyes and stretched before looking at Thirteen, "How do you feel?"
"Terrible," Thirteen replied, studying the shorter woman.
"Did you want me to get you something? Aspirin? Or coffee?" Spencer asked as she stood, putting her jacket on.
Thirteen opened the top drawer of the bedside table and pulled out a bottle of aspirin.
Spencer smiled, "Smart." She walked over by Thirteen and pulled something out of her pocket, "You left this as the hospital right before I was discharged." She set Thirteen's thin silver necklace with a black stone covered in striations on the bedside table. Spencer sighed and added, "I'll see you around."
Thirteen opened her mouth to say something, but she couldn't think of anything to say. Her front door opened and closed and she fell back onto the bed.
