Mariana may appear self centred, but she'll always care for her twin...
"Now are you sure you don't want to come?" Lena asked Mariana for the fifth time that hour.
"I'm good, I've got heaps of coursework to catch up on, besides presentations aren't really my thing"
Stef appeared in the doorway and did a twirl in her black dress, while the others clapped.
Brandon spun his keys round his finger as they waited for Callie and Jude to come down.
"Hurry up you two, we don't want to be late for this" Lena called up the stairs.
They rushed down together, Jude looking very pleased in his suit.
Brandon herded them out to his car, yelling goodbye to Mariana as they went.
"Don't forget your brother is having dinner at Lexi's so he won't be home till later" Stef reminded her.
Mariana nodded with a discreet eye roll as she hugged her Mothers.
"Have a good night Mom, and congratulate Mike from me again?"
Stef nodded as she and Lena departed.
About an hour had passed, and Mariana was taking a break from her work.
She'd just finished blending a smoothie when the front door opened.
"Jesus aren't you at Lexi's this evening?" Mariana questioned taking a drink from the glass.
He nodded dully before climbing the stairs.
Mariana followed him frowning as he weaved side to side on the way up.
"Are you okay?" she asked concerned as he leant heavily against his bedroom door.
"Fine, just tired" he murmured wandering in and collapsing on his bed.
Not convinced, Mariana placed her glass on the side and moved to feel his forehead.
"Jesus you're burning up. I should ring Mom's"
He struggled to sit up as she fumbled for her cell
"No, it's Mom and Mikes big presentation night!"
"You're sick Jesus they'll understand"
"I'll be fine, just let me sleep it off"
Reluctantly, Mariana shoved her phone back in her pocket and left the room.
A while later she crept back in.
Jesus was thrashing around in his sleep, sweat covering him.
Scared, Mariana shook him awake and ran to the bathroom for a cold towel.
"Sleeping it off worked then?" she muttered holding the material to her twins face.
He took deep shaking breaths as the coolness washed over him.
"Wait here; I'll go get you a drink and some medicine" Mariana whispered, careful not to jar his head.
Jesus smiled softly and settled back into his pillows.
As she re-climbed the stairs, clutching a drink and some pills, a retching sound from Jesus' room told her he'd been sick.
She rushed in to see his bed sheets covered.
Handing him the drink and the pills, Mariana stripped the bed and shoved it in the laundry basket to wash later.
"I'll be-"
"Jesus I swear if you say fine at the end of that sentence I'm gonna..."
Mariana stopped as he winced and clutched his head
"I'm sorry" she whispered taking his empty glass "I'll go get you some more water"
It went on for a few more hours, Mariana running up and down stairs to get stuff, despite her brothers protests.
When the others returned home, they found Jesus fast asleep with Mariana on the floor beside him.
Lena put the other kids to bed while Stef rang a doctor for first thing in the morning.
Mariana was helped into her own room, instead leaving Stef to watch over Jesus that night.
A couple of weeks later Jesus was all better and running round like his usual self.
They were sitting round for breakfast when Mariana came stumbling down the stairs in her dressing gown, clutching her head and her stomach.
Before anyone could react, Jesus was out of his seat and carrying his sister back upstairs.
Thanks to her he knew exactly what to do in order to make her feel better again.