JANE
You're aware of warm arms around you, blankets swallowing you, and a voice calling you.
You tried to find the voice calling you but all you saw was darkness. "Jane?"
It was getting louder, closer.
"Jane?"
You desperately tried to find the voice you knew so well. Finally, you saw light.
Your eyes fluttered open to see the sun filled bedroom. You roll over carefully to find him.
And there he was, inches from you, holding you gently.
"Hello sleeping beauty, how are you feeling?"
You give a weak cough before answering, your mouth was so dry. "Better I think... How long have I been asleep?"
He smiles and tucks a piece of hair behind your ear. "Somewhere around 13 hours or so. I'm sorry to wake you but I was starting to get worried."
Realization hits you in your foggy state, your eyes go wide. "Tom why aren't you at work?! Y-you can't miss work because of me, I could have called I- I" He shushed you.
"Darling, I called them last night and they were fine with it. No harm done. I am more needed here."
You just look at him a moment, still tired but you were starting to take notice as to how you were feeling. You weren't shivering, the room wasn't spinning, no throbbing in your head. You start to sit up, Tom helping you.
"I think I'm ok. I'm still a little tired and achey, but definitely better than yesterday."
He gives you a nod, he seemed to be studying you. Checking for himself that you did truly seem better.
"Would you like to try and move to the den? Maybe try and eat and drink something?"
You agree and start to push the blankets off and he gets up to walk to the side of the bed to unhook your g-tube and help you out of bed. Taking your hands to pull you up and then wrapping an arm around your waist. You did feel a little wobbly, but that was probably due to the amount of time you had just spent sleeping.
He helps you to the couch and lays your afghan over your lap before he heads to the kitchen to get you some breakfast.
You lean back and rest, thinking of how lucky you were that whatever happened yesterday had passed. You really wanted to avoid a strange hospital and doctors at all costs. Before you knew it, Tom was standing in front of you with a glass of water and some peanut butter toast.
You eagerly start drinking the water, it soothing your dry and scratchy throat. Tom sits beside you, still watching closely while you ate your meal.
"Tom, I'm not a bomb that's going to explode. Honestly I'm feeling much better. Just tired from what happened. I should be back to my old self by tomorrow."
He smirked and then leaned back, turning on the TV and leaving you to finish your toast.
Once you finished he took your plate and returned with more water. You snuggled back into his arms, fighting your drooping eyelids.
"So, what do you think that was?" He finally asked.
"I have no idea. Maybe a little 24 hour virus, I might have just had a stupid CF day. Hard to tell. All that matters is that it seems to be gone."
You felt his sigh as he held you tighter. It was quiet then, and you let yourself drift back to sleep. Feeling safe and well in Toms arms.
TOM
You and Jane were on your way to the large mall in the next town over to go shopping for wedding clothes.
It's since been a week since her strange sickness, and she was back to her old self.
You found a close parking space and you both got out and went to each other holding hands as you walked inside.
"So, I will call you when I've found something, and you call me when you've found something and we'll meet in the food court. Sound good?"
You didn't like the idea of her walking around a large and strange mall without you, but you knew she would never agree to tag along with her and risk seeing what she chooses.
You hesitantly nod as you walk through the mall doors.
You give each other a small kiss. "Call if you need me, alright?" She sighs and gives you a small smile before turning the other direction. "I will!" she says over her shoulder.
You have no idea what to look for or where to go. You start walking and looking through the windows for something that sparks interest.
You came across a smaller little store on the left with some sort of Hawaiian name. You see some slacks and dress shirts and decide to go inside.
You and Jane were not going to wear full wedding attire, just something nice. You decided to wait for the fancy stuff at the ceremony you would hold at home.
You came across a pale blue short sleeve button up. She always loved that color on you. You pick it up and then find a gray pair of slacks and go to try it all on.
It looks decent enough. You think she would approve. You decide on this and change back into your clothes and go to check out.
Once finished you look at your phone, only 30 minutes had passed. You decide to make your way to the food court and call her once you got there.
It was going to be a long wait.
JANE
You've been into four stores, tried on at least ten dresses and still have found nothing.
Tom had called you from the food court over an hour ago.
You felt bad for taking so long and were starting to get pretty tired.
You were just wandering around now, searching for anything that may catch your eye.
You notice a little store ahead that has a few little dresses in front, you decide to look there before going to Tom and taking a break.
You walk in and it's a tiny little place, there's no more than 6 racks in the whole store and only two dressing rooms towards the back.
You see lot's of things you would love, but nothing that was right.
On the last rack you come across it. A knee length dress with capped sleeves. It was light pink lace with a white slip underneath. It was perfect. You grabbed your size and went straight to the dressing rooms.
You put it on and it fits like a glove. As if it were made for you. You've never felt so pretty. You spin in the mirror a few times, unable to control the little giggles that come out.
This was the dress.
The dress you would marry Tom in.
You change and go to pay and eagerly call Tom.
"Yes dear?" he answers.
"I found it. I will see you in just a few minutes."
You eagerly head towards the food court. If you weren't so excited you would probably run.
She sees him sitting at a table toward the left of the food court. Next to a soda stand.
You slide in next to him, giving him a kiss on the cheek. Grinning ear to ear. He smiled down at you. "Hello my love, find what you were looking for?"
"Yep. Did you?"
"I did. I hope it's to your liking."
You smirk and lay your head on his shoulder. "You'd look good if you wore footie pajamas. Whatever you picked will be perfect. Now, let's eat and go home cause I'm exhausted."