Arriving back at early the next morning, Mum went straight up to her and Dad's room, even though I knew she wouldn't sleep, Danny and I flopping down on the sofa, his arm wrapping around my shoulder, pulling me into him so my head was resting against his chest, the sound of his heartbeat having become something of a comfort these past 48 hours…
"Do you want some food?" I asked abruptly, breaking the silence between us
"I can do it if you want?" he suggested, raising an eyebrow at me as I turned to look at him
"As much as I love you for caring so much, I'm capable of making us a bacon sandwich. Or sausage? What do you want?" I questioned, standing up
"Sausage please" he replied, standing up and following me into the kitchen
DANNY'S POV:
I watched Jessie as she put the pan onto heat and then started moving around the kitchen, grabbing the various things she needed. Her mind was elsewhere, I could tell, and I hurried over to her as the pan started to spit, pushing her out of the way, switching the hob off…
"What're you doing?" she inquired as I turned to face her
"In there now" I demanded, motioning to the living room
"What? Why? Danny, what's going on?" she questioned
"You've just almost scolded yourself. I'll cook. Go and sit in there now" I proclaimed
Reaching up, she pressed her lips against mine softly, smiling at me weakly as she walked out of the room. Sighing, I leant against the worktop for a moment or two before regaining my composure, beginning to organise us some breakfast each, carrying a plate containing a sausage sandwich each into the living room five minutes later, smiling as I saw Jessie fast asleep on the sofa. Sitting down next to where she was laid, her legs tucked into her body, I ate my sausage sandwich, thankful she was managing to get some sleep…
JESSIE'S POV:
"Afternoon, sleepyhead" Danny chuckled as I came to later that day
"Afternoon? How long did I sleep for?" I questioned, raising an eyebrow, rubbing my eyes
"It's only just gone dinner so for a good four hours" he informed me "how you feeling?"
"Better. You seen anything of my Mum?" I inquired
"No, I was gonna make her something to eat but I thought you might wanna do it, but maybe something that doesn't involve an oven and a hob" he chuckled
"Okay, I was distracted. Thank you for not letting me hurt myself" I stated
"I'd never let you hurt yourself. I love you too much" he admitted, smiling at me
I leaned across the sofa to him and pressed a soft kiss to his lips… "I'll make her a sandwich"
Danny nodded and grabbed his plate, following me through to the kitchen where I started to organise some food for my Mum…
"How about you go home and come back later?" I suggested as we walked into the hallway
"I don't wanna leave you" he informed me
"Danny, you need sleep too. I don't want you getting ill. Go home, get some rest and then come back later. All I'm gonna do is shower and relax. Can't hurt myself, can I?" I asked
"No, I suppose not" he sighed "are you sure you'll be okay?"
I nodded… "And if I'm not I'll call you"
Smiling at me, he pulled his shoes onto his feet and I walked him to the door, running my hand over his cheek, a smile appearing on both our faces…
"Promise you'll call if you need me?" he asked, raising an eyebrow
"I promise. Scout's Honour" I replied, pressing a kiss to his lips "now go and get some rest"
Nodding, he kissed me once more and I shut the door behind him, watching as he walked down the driveway to his car, climbing in and driving off, waving at me as he went. Turning back towards the house, I inhaled and exhaled before making my way out of the hallway and to the stairs, knocking on Mum's door as I reached her room, stepping inside…
"Hey, Mum" I greeted her quietly "I brought you some food. Do you think you can eat?"
"I'm starved" she admitted "thank you, darling. Did I hear Danny leaving?"
"Yeah, he's gone home for some rest" I informed her "he'll be back later"
She smiled weakly at me and I climbed onto the bed next to her, handing her the plate containing the sandwich I'd made her… "How are you doing, love?"
"Okay" I replied "I'm more concerned about you"
"Why, darling? You have to look after yourself" she proclaimed, shocked
"I've got Danny to look after me" I explained "so I can look after you because I have him taking care of me"
"He's a good boy, he is, darling" she replied "and he adores you"
"I know he is. And I know he does" I admitted, smiling like an idiot
Thought the Jessie/her Mum conversation was appropriate, and the Jessie/Danny conversation about him looking after himself, because Jessie does need him. What next?