Prompt: Sarah gets sick. So Helena comes to the rescue and takes care of her sister.
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Helena stirs from sleep hearing the sound of retching coming from the bathroom connected to her and Sarah's room. Helena and Sarah had both moved in with Siobhan, both of them feeling safer and more complete with their mother. During Helena's few months of being there, Sarah had helped her through many night terrors, and Siobhan helped Helena get used to being social, polite, and non-violent. Now though, as Helena hears Sarah getting sick repeatedly, Helena knows it's her turn to care for her sestra. Helena stands from her bed, bare feet padding through the room to the bathroom. There she sees Sarah leant over the toilet, her whole body heaving at the force of her retching. Helena reaches forward, rubbing Sarah back lightly. "You're sick?" Helena asks her. Sarah sighs and pushes herself to a stand, wiping her mouth of the back of her hand. "I'm fine." Sarah waves her off. "You can go back to bed." Helena rakes her eyes over her sisters form. Sarah is sweating, but shivering at the same time. Helena reaches out and puts her hand to Sarah's forehead. "You're hot like oven." Helena comments. "Brush teeth." Helena orders handing Sarah her toothbrush. "Acid make teeth rot. I be back." Sarah nods squeezing some tooth paste on the brush.
Helena wanders downstairs and into the kitchen. She thinks for a minute before opening the cabinet with all the medicine in it. She moves things around humming to herself for a while before finding a thermometer and a bottle of Tylenol. Helena shuts the cabinet and opens another one finding a glass and filling it will water. Helena continues her humming as she walks back up the stairs, finding Sarah laying on the bed. "You're shaking like leaf. Take temperature." Helena hands the thermometer to her. Sarah puts it in her mouth and Helena walks into the bathroom. There, she grabs a wash cloth and wets it with cold water. Then folds it up. Hearing a beeping in the bedroom Helena walks back in the room, grabbing the thermometer before Sarah has a chance to look at it. "102.5." Helena tells her grabbing the bottle of Tylenol she brought up, dumping two in her hand. "Take this." Sarah grabs the pills and glass of water and downs them. "Thanks, Helena. Go back to sleep, I'll be fine. Just a stomach bug I think." Sarah tells her. "Okay. Put this on forehead." Helena hands her the washcloth, Sarah lays back and does what she's told.
Helena goes back to her bed and lays down, waiting her Sarah to fall asleep. Once she's 100% sure Sarah's sleeping, Helena allows herself to doze off. A few hours later it's morning, and Helena awakes, this time to the sound of her sister's teeth chattering. Helena walks to her and places her hand on her forehead again. "You still have fever. Stay here." Helena walks into the bathroom and plugs the tub, then fills it with lukewarm water. Grabbing a hair band from the sink, she walks back in the bedroom and helps Sarah sit up. Helena sits behind her and gathers her hair in her hands, stroking her fingers through it until she is able to get it in a messy bun on the top of Sarah's head. "Come, sestra." Helena offers her hand to Sarah and walks her to the bathroom. "Clothes off." Helena orders. "I can give myself a bath, yeah?" Sarah tells her weekly, her face blushing at the thought of her sister having to bathe her. "No. You're sick. I help. Off we go." Helena says pulling on Sarah's shirt. Sarah bats her hand away and takes the shirt off herself, before doing the same with her pants and underwear, then stands there awkwardly.
"No embarrassed. We have same body. Get in tub." Helena orders grabbing her hand to steady her as she climbs in. "Holy shite that's cold!" Sarah shouts not sitting down yet. "No. It's lukewarm, but you have fever so feels cold. This will help your fever go away." Helena informs her. "Sit, sit." Sarah complies, slowly lowering herself into the freezing water. Helena grabs the cup she used for Sarah's water last night and starts pouring the bath water over Sarah's shoulders. "Helena. It's cold." Sarah whines shivering. "I know but it will help." Helena frowns at her sister and keeps pouring the water over her shivering body. "Helena. You're pregnant. You shouldn't be kneeling on the floor." Sarah worries. "I'm only three months." Helena looks at her growing belly. "Baby doesn't care." Helena keeps pouring the water and feeling Sarah's forehead occasionally until her head doesn't feel so hot. Standing up, Helena grabs a towel holding it out for her sister. "Out you go." Sarah steps out of the water and into the towel still shivering.
After that, Helena leaves Sarah to get dressed and walks downstairs to the kitchen. Grabbing a package of bread she took two pieces and placing them into the toaster sat on the counter. She sits on the counter waiting her the toast to finish, swinging her legs back and forth. "What are you doing, love?" Mrs. S asks stepping into the kitchen. Just then the toast pops out of the toaster. Helena grabs them and sets them on a plate before hopping off the counter. "Sweetie those are burnt." Siobhan tells her. "Yes. Sestra Sarah is sick. Burnt helps stomach settle." Helena tells her. "She's sick? When did that happen?" Siobhan asks suddenly concerned for her daughter. "Last night. She was running bad fever. It's gone now." Helena nods. "Okay, tell her I'm going to make soup for lunch, okay?" Helena smiles. "Yes mother." Helena bounds up the stairs back to Sarah.
"Eat this. It will help stomach settle." Helena hands Sarah the plate. "Thank you." Sarah starts nibbling on one of the pieces. "Mother is making soup for lunch." Sarah frowns. "You told S I'm sick?" Helena nods. "Yes. She's mother. She needs to know." She states. "Now both are you are gonna coddle me." The punk grumps, rolling her eyes. "Shut up. We make you better." Helena affirms. Just then a knock sounds off the door, Siobhan peeking her head in. "Heard you were sick, chicken." Sarah sighs annoyed. "I'm fine S. Just a bug or somethin'." Siobhan nods. "Okay, come on down Helena. I made us breakfast. You get some rest." She orders. Helena kisses Sarah's head and then follows Mrs. S down to the kitchen.
"Pancakes!" Helena's eye widen with excitement. Ever since she moved in and S made pancakes they have been her favorite. Siobhan smiles at the child like gleam in Helena's eyes as she hands her a plate. Helena goes to pick up the pancake with her hands to tear is when Siobhan clears her throat. "Use your utensils, Helena. You're not an animal." Siobhan slightly scolds her. Helena nods her head and picks up her fork and knife, starting to cut her pancakes into small bites. They eat in comfortable silence for a while just enjoying their meal before they hear a sharp cry from upstairs. "Sestra!" Helena gasps running up stairs.
In her bed Sarah is clutching her stomach, pained cries coming out of her mouth. "Sestra, what's wrong?" Helena worries. "It hurts so bad." Sarah grunts out through the pain. "I'm taking you to a hospital." Siobhan says popping into the room and walking towards Sarah. "No, no hospital please." Sarah cries. Siobhan sighs and crouches down beside the crying girl. "Listen, I know you are afraid of hospitals but you need to go." Siobhan tells her. "Can you walk?" Sarah shakes her head. "I carry sestra." Helena offers walking to the bed and picking her crying sister up bridal style.
A few hours later, Sarah is in surgery. Appendicitis is the diagnosis, so they are taking her appendix out. "I sorry I no make her better." Helena frowns at Siobhan. Mrs. S hugs Helena and starts stroking her hair. "You did a wonderful job taking care of her. This is just something that couldn't get better without surgery." The mother assures Helena. A few minutes later the doctor walks to them.
"She is fine. The surgery went smoothly. She is awake and asking for her sister." The doctor informs them. Helena looks at Siobhan with wide eyes. "Go ahead Chicken. Go see her." She pushes a little on Helena's back. Helena follows the doctor to the recovery room and sees her sister laying in bed, still looking groggy. "Hello sestra." Helena takes Sarah's hand in her own. "Are you okay?" Helena looks over her sisters body, looking for any sign of harm. "I'm okay. Thank you for taking care of me, meathead." Helena smiles at the familiar nickname. "Do not call me this." Helena scowls at her. It has become their thing. "Seriously though, thank you." Sarah whispers scooting over to make room for Helena to slip into the bed. Helena cuddles up to her sister, kissing her on the cheek. "That's what family is for."
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