It was pretty much a normal day in the Foster house. Everyone was rushing around, yelling to Mariana to get out of the bathroom. The only difference was that Steph was already at work and Lena was at a meeting with Bill. Because they knew their children, they had asked their neighbor, Ms. Manson, come over to get theloads actually out of the house. In the midst of everyone rushing around Jesus went to Ms. Manson and said, "My stomach hurts. Can I please stay home?" "Absolutely not. I'm sure you'll be fine once you get there and your friends distract you. Go to school."she said firmly, not noticing the sheen of sweat on his face. "Sus" Mariana said, obviously concerned, "Are you alright?" "I'm sure I'll be fine Mari", he said, smiling in a weak attempt to reassure her. It didn't work. She knew him way to well and they had been looking out for each other for way to long for her to believe him. They got to school and all went theor desperate ways but Mariana found herself think about Jesus all day and wondering if he was ok. She hoped so. Her brother meant everything to her. Late that day, she was sitting at lunch with some friends when one Jesus' friends came sprinting up to her. "Mariana", he said, panic obvious in his eyes, "something's really wrong with Jesus!" she jumped immediately, a thousand terrible possibilities shooting through her mind. She followed his friend, Mike, into the courtyard where a group of students stood in a circle around soneone on the ground and she immediately pushed through them to reveal her twin doubled over his knees, his forehead pressed to the ground and his arms wrapped around his abdomen. "Jesus!?" she yelled worried, dropping to his knees in front of him trying desperately to get him to look at her. She put her hands on either side of face and lifted his head gently from the ground. As she looked at his face her worry only increased. His forehead was beaded with sweat and when she put her hand to it she realized that it was pain, not fevor, that was causing him to swear bullets which was much, much worse. She looked up to see Lexi and Kelsey standing a couple feet away watching anxiously. "Lex!" Mariana said "Go get my mom and Kels get the nurse!" They both nodded rapidly and sprinted off in opposite directions. As soon as her friends had moved she eased her brother of his knees so he was laying on his left side with his head in her lap still curled into fetal position. Sweat was still dripping down his face which was twisted into a pained grimace. She carded her hand through his hair and cooed to him in Spanish in a desperate attempt to calm him and allievate some of his pain. "Jesus", she said watching him wince again, "What hurts?" "St...st...stomach", he whimpered the sound breaking her heart. "Okay", she said "Esta Bien Jesus, you'll be alright." As she was saying this Lexi ran up with Lena at her heels and Kels came from the other direction with the nurse. Lena, just like Mariana had, dropped to her knees next to Jesus her hand going instinctively to his forehead. Her expression became even more worried when she also realized that his sweating bullets was due to pain, not fevor. The nurse stoodawkwardly at the outskirts of the circle of students, not sure what to do. She had honestly never seen a student in so much pain and had no idea what was going on to cause it. So she just called 911. Lena, who had been to worried about Jesus to notice the other students until right then, ordered them to class. After the students left Lena turned to Jesus. "Baby what's wrong?" she asked, stroking his face. "Hurts..." he murmured, now only half concious despite his twin's efforts to keep him awake."What hurts Baby?" she asked desperately. "His stomach mom." Mariana said worriedly. "Okay, don't worry baby. The ambulance will be here soon. Jesus will be fine", Lena promised looking into her daughters fear filled eyes. "He'll be fine"
Disclamer!: none of the Characters or any of that stuff belong to me. Only the plot is mine, I get nothing out of this, all rights to ABC Family yada, yada, yada...
Author's note! What up guys! Anyways this is my first fic so be nice please! I apologize in advance for my craptastic spelling and lack of knowledge of both medical stuff and the Spanish language. I will be using google translate for any Spanish so if anyone out there speaks it PLEASE review and correct me! Thanks darlings:) Anyways Ill try to update as much and quick andpossible but I have an uber busy summer ahead so please bear with me. Love you all! Disneyprincess16 (and no mocking the username) FYI people there is absolutely NO slash between Mariana and Jesus. I don't write that stuff looted it how you want but it is meant to be interpreted as protective, worried sibling fluff, no more. Worried/scared/protective Mariana and sick/hurt/scared Jesus.