A/N: random idea I've had floating around for a while. Summer/Sasha fluff. Oh, thanks to broadwaybabewa for helping me with this. Hahaha, oh the things we come up with when we're bored.
PREVIOUSLY:
I get her home and she's fallen asleep in the car so I have to pick her up. Thankfully Kim told me where the spare key was after last night, so I was able to get in and lay her down on the couch. She stirs in her sleep but doesn't wake up. I find a pretty big blanket on the armrest of a chair and cover her up.
She looks so miserable right now, so I decide to stay until she wakes up. I don't want her to end up throwing up or fainting again without someone here. I text Kim and let her know I got Summer home, and she replied letting me know that she would help watch the girls still training at the gym.
*MIOBI*
SUMMER'S HOUSE:
FEBRUARY 3, 2012
Sasha's POV
She slowly starts waking up about an hour later, and she looks really pale. I sit down next to her and start rubbing her back, "How're you feelin?"
"ugh…" she moans.
She's so sick right now, dragging herself to work didn't help at all. I think it made it worse. I continue to rub her back, and she whimpers a few times.
"I hate this…" she says, yawning.
"I know you do…" I calmly tell her, she's so miserable right now.
I only get a cough in return, so I squeeze her shoulder and she whimpers.
"You okay?" I ask her, I'm getting really worried about her. I've never seen her this bad.
"Yeah…" she mumbles. There's no way she's feeling okay, she just looks so sick.
"Don't lie…" I tell her, rubbing her back.
She coughs, "not lyin…"
I know she's not up for much talking so I don't say anything to her, but keep rubbing her back. She just pulls her blanket over her head and whimpers. I know she said she was feeling sick to her stomach at the office, and I'm worried she's hiding that. She coughs again and whimpers.
"How're you feeling?" I ask her, hopefully she'll be honest with me this time.
"Fantastic Sasha… just fantastic…" she says. I've never heard so much sarcasm from her either.
"I can hear the sarcasm in that…" I say, smiling at her.
"Duh… what do you think?" she whines.
"Well do you want some more blankets or what?" I ask her, she's just been sleeping and whimpers every once in a while.
"I'm fine… just go…" she croaks. I'm not leaving her alone when she's feeling like this. There's a really good chance she could throw up. I don't reply, instead I keep rubbing her back.
"You're still here… I'm fine by myself.." she quietly says.
"You sure?" I ask her. she needs to realize that she's sick. But it's not gonna happen as soon as it should.
She starts coughing again, "Yeah…"
Before I can reply, she hides a gag. Okay, there is no way I can leave her feeling like she is. She can't even hold herself up.
"I think I'm going to have to stay here" I tell her.
"no you're not" she protests.
"did you gag?" I ask, even though I know she did. I want her to tell me.
"no Sasha, I'm fine.." she says, coughing.
I rub her back and she gags again. She then starts to whimper a little, this is when I know she is about to throw up. So I pick her up and carry her into her bathroom. She doesn't have the strength to sit up on her own, so I have to help her. She leans her head into my shoulder, "I'm not gonna be sick Sasha…"
"You keep gagging…" I tell her.
"So…" she pouts, and then gags again. She looks really pale and I think she could throw up any minute. I'm rubbing her back, which I think is helping her a little because she tries to relax.
"I don't wanna throw up" she whines.
I squeeze her shoulder, "It's gonna be okay"
She eventually throws up and fights back tears. I grab the washcloth that was on her sink and get it wet with warm water and wrap it around her neck.
"Sorry you have to see me like this…" she says, hanging her head.
She's feeling horrible. I want her to know that she has someone to take care of her, she shouldn't have to do this by herself. It would only make matters worse if she did.
"It's okay…" I reassure her, trying to make eye contact with her.
She just yawns and whimpers. This has taken so much out of her she needs to rest. She just doesn't seem to realize that it's the only way she's gonna get better.
"Do you think you're gonna throw up again?" I ask her, she's still pretty pale. I'm not sure if she's been able to keep anything down.
"Probably not…" she mumbles.
She looks so exhausted, she's been fighting sleep since she's been sick. I would think she'd be one to stay in bed all day if she were sick, not pretend it wasn't happening. I pick her up and carry her to her bed and sit down with her.
"not tired…" she mumbles.
"you are, I can tell." I say to her, hopefully she'll realize how tired she really is and just sleep.
She yawns, "Don't wanna sleep…"
"You need to get some sleep…" I say, running my fingers through her tangled blond hair. She's so out of it right now, she doesn't really notice.
She just whimpers, and struggles to keep her eyes open.
"get some rest…" I tell her, still running my fingers through her hair.
She relaxes a little and leans into me, "not tired…"
"Yeah, you are. Just sleep…" I quietly say to her.
Eventually she falls asleep, with her head buried in my shoulder. I know she doesn't feel good at all, so it doesn't really matter right now.
She sleeps for almost two hours before she starts to wake up.
"Summer…" I calmly say to her when she starts whimpering.
"oh god… Sasha?" she says, startled.
"yeah…" she was so out of it when she fell asleep, she didn't realize it was me that was taking care of her.
"how long have I been sleepin? We were just at work…" she asks, yawning.
"about two hours.. you really needed it…" I tell her, rubbing her shoulder.
"oh… did… I fall asleep like this?" she asks, starting to wake up even more.
"yeah" I calmly tell her, she's starting to freak out a little when she really needs to relax.
"Sorry… you shouldn't have to see me like this…" she whines, trying to get up, but I stop her, she needs to stay in bed and rest.
"It's okay, I don't mind at all…" I reassure her.
"It's just… ugh… never mind…" she starts, but can't bring herself to finish her thought.
A/N: CLIFFHANGER! Yay. What do you think Summer wants to tell Sasha? Thanks to those that have reviewed, and one reviewer, Samantha pointed out that he's been really protective of her, well, there's a reason for that! But there will be a few bumps along the way to get to the happy Sasha/Summer fluff that we all love. Keep reading!
