Hi everyone, this is my first fanfiction ever and English isn't my first language. I hope you still like it though.

There are already some fanfictions like this one but I still felt like writing one in my own way .

I don't own any of the characters from Miss Peregrine's home for peculiar children, I just like writing about them.

It was September 3rd, a beautiful and sunny day. As always Miss Peregrine woke up early to get ready and prepare the breakfast for her children. She opened her eyes as the first rays of sunlight were making their way into her room. Normally she would wake up to a dark room since sunrise is not before 6.40. She would have to hurry now to get ready before the first children would come down. But as soon as Miss Peregrine got up she knew the day wouldn't be as perfect as the first sunshine. She wasn't feeling good at all. She had a throbbing headache and her whole body hurt. She cursed silently to herself. Why now? She knew she had felt worn out the evening before and even had had a small headache but she thought after a goodnights sleep she would be fine again. Slowly she made her way to her wardrobe and got dressed. Yes, she was feeling terrible but it wasn't too bad and hardly anything would stop her from caring for her children. She picked out one of her dark blue dresses like she usually does. Blue was after all her favorite color. Afterwards she went over to her small bathroom, that she has all to herself. Before she put some makeup on and dressed her hair, she splashed some cold water into her face. It felt quite soothing to her head. For a short moment she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. There was a long day ahead and she was already tired. She just hoped that none of her children would notice. She looked up at her reflection in the mirror and didn't like what she saw. There were dark circles under her eyes which made her usually piercing eyes look small and tired. She sighed and readied herself. But now she had to hurry. Entering the kitchen she noticed the clock. It was already 7 o'clock, her children usually come down between 7 and 8 o'clock. Miss Peregrine headed for the cabinets on the other side of the kitchen and took out all the supplies she needed. There were oats and milk for Porridge, eggs, toast, beans and some fruit. All the things she knew her children liked. She would do everything for them, including a perfect but extensive breakfast. They all had a difficult past and doing these small things was her way of showing them how special and loved they really are. Just as she was cutting the fruit Emma made her way down into the kitchen. Miss Peregrine was seated at the table with her back to the door. Normally she prepares the meals standing but she still felt a bit weak and her headache was troubling her again. The first thing Emmy noticed was that Miss Peregrine was still preparing the breakfast and that the table wasn't set yet which it usually is by now. That is odd, Emma thought.

"Good morning, Miss Peregrine. Can I help you with anything?" Emma asked. Miss Peregrine gave a start, she didn't hear Emma coming. She turns around.

" Good morning my dear! No, it's fine. I got it. Just do whatever you like to do until breakfast is ready." She gave Emma a loving smile, but Emma didn't let go so easily. She knows exactly how Miss Peregrine is, that she likes to do everything for her children and rarely accepts help. But she also knows that it's sometimes too much work for their ymbryne, who has been looking exhausted more often lately. She had heard her talking to her sister ymbrynes and knows the current situation of peculiardom too well. They're all afraid of another hollow attack and living in constant fear, having the responsibility for so many children and hiding her worries is taking a toll on Miss Peregrine. So Emma was determined to do whatever she can to help her.

"I could set the table for you while you finish preparing the food though," she suggested. "Then, we can start eating as soon as the others come down." Miss Peregrine thought about it for a moment but agreed eventually. " Okay Emma, that would be nice, thank you!" Emma smiled and headed for the cabinets taking out all the dishes they needed and bringing them next door. As she came back for the second time Miss Peregrine had just finished with the fruit and was getting up to clean up the remains. But as she got to her feet she suddenly felt light-headed and had to steady herself by grasping the table. She sat down again and put her throbbing head into her hands. Immediately Emma hurried to her.

"Miss Peregrine, are you okay? What's wrong with you?" Emma was standing next to Miss Peregrine her left hand on Miss Peregrines right shoulder.

"I'm ok, I just stood up too quickly. Just give me a minute and I'm fine." Miss Peregrine sighed and closed her eyes. This damn headache just won't go away and now the dizziness, she was feeling worse by the minute. Emma looked worried, she didn't believe a word, that her ymbryne said. She could see how pale Miss Peregrine was and judging by her posture she must have a bad headache.

"You're not looking ok, Miss. I can see that you're not feeling good. Maybe it would be best if you'd go upstairs and lay down again. You really look sick. We'll be fine here, I can finish up breakfast"

Miss Peregrine lifted her head and looked at Emma. She could tell that she's serious by looking into her eyes. Emma could always be quite stubborn, even as a child. But this time it was different, there was worry in her eyes, too. And Miss Peregrine doesn't like seeing such feelings in her children's eyes. And it's all her fault! She should have hidden her feelings better, but now it's too late. She laid her head back in her hands and sighed. Emma is right, she feels quite sick and just thinking about finishing breakfast and staying on her feet the whole day makes it ten times worse.

" Okay, you're probably right, I do feel unwell. But I can't just leave you with everything here.

It's too much and you shouldn't do so much work. As an ymbryne it is my job to care for you."

"But we're not all kids anymore, we can and want to help you! And especially when you're sick. You're always there for us, let us give you something back."

Just as Emma tried to persuade Miss Peregrine that laying down would be best for her, Enoch entered the kitchen. At seeing his headmistress sitting there with Emma fussing over her he looked confused.

"What's happening here?" he asked.

"Miss Peregrine isn't feeling alright and I told her to lay down and rest but she doesn't want to leave all the work to us."

Miss Peregrine kept her head down. It still hurt a lot, besides, she doesn't want another child seeing her like this. Enoch approached the two of them and laid his right hand on Miss Peregrines back.

"It's alright Miss Peregrine. We can do this. I'm here now and I can help Emma with the meal. " Slowly Miss Peregrine lifted her head and looked up. Enoch could finally see what Emma meant: Miss Peregrine was really pale and had dark circles around her eyes. She must feel pretty bad.

"Emma is right, you don't look too good. Let me bring you upstairs. We will manage on our own, I promise." Miss Peregrine slumped down into her chair, surrendering. Maybe it's for the best...

"Okay, I'll lay down for a bit but as soon as something happens you come and get me, okay?"

" Yes Miss Peregrine, of course," Emma answered. She was relieved that Enoch had finally been able to talk their headmistress around.

Miss Peregrine let Enoch help her up and together they made their way up the stairs back to her room.