Ratchet's P.O.V.
It's hard to think it's good Jasmine slept all night. The only reason is the medication. She could still be sick for another five days, but I need to figure out what I will do when she feels better. She feels awful this morning; I need to go to the medbay to get medication. Should I take it as good news that she asked me to see if her sister is ok? It was hard for her to sound panicked since she is sick. She threw up as she begged me to check on her sister.
"That is good," Rung confirms as we walk down the hall, "and bad; means she cares about the baby, but she's terrified of strangers like a child or thinks Christine will kidnap the baby. Both are tricky to treat, even in children."
"Just another challenge," I sigh.
I can't tell him I worry Jasmine will become suicidal. What's Rung going to do if I tell him, anyway? Though surely he must be concerned she'll get to that point.
Jolt is holding the baby when I walk into the room. Christine left an hour ago.
"Nothing happened; this might be an easy job for her. Mostly monitoring the baby, feeding, and changing. She started a new infusion before she left. She even said if it's a problem, she doesn't have to come here, and I can stay here. This little one slept as she should," Jolt explains.
"You sure you'd be able to handle getting up every two hours?"
"Though we're not paying her, I think Christine should be helping the other sick babies at the hospital."
"Well, she's still getting paid, but you have a point. I'll see if I can talk to Lucus today."
I should tell him I'll stay here, but there's also Jasmine to consider when deciding things like this. I take a picture of the happy baby and go get breakfast.
I dread seeing Jasmine throwing up when I walk into the room. No way she'll be able to keep even broth down.
I can start a new infusion as she lies on her side to throw up in the bin. I don't like how she doesn't seem to be getting better, but both the flu and pneumonia can last two to three weeks. I don't know if she should be feeling better soon since she's been sick for ten days now. It might be a while before she can hold the baby though I think I'm keeping Jasmine in our room.
Optimus stops by an hour later as the medicine kicks in. It's concerning that Lucus wants me to meet with him this early, and he's waiting in the medbay. Jasmine stares, terrified. If she wasn't feeling like scrap, she'd probably be running out of the room by now.
"Is there a problem?" I ask as Lucus checks the baby.
Well, yes and no," he says as he finishes, "this little one is doing better than I expected for being born at twenty-seven weeks," I worry where this is going, "now, about Christine; she's the one who came to me," scrap, this is not good, "she is worried about Jasmine's recovery, and talked to Jolt already, who I assume talked to you; Christine is suggesting stopping by during the night, but not staying," now I'm thinking Rung should have come with me. I'm not sure if this is good, or keeping Jasmine from learning trust, "she wouldn't if she didn't think the baby would be ok, or Jolt would need help. The baby is getting medication at a slow rate, and the infusion lasts all night. Christine tells me Jolt does well feeding the baby and changing the diaper. I think it'll work out."
I agree with this, though I worry we're avoiding a problem.
Jasmine's P.O.V.
I am sick of feeling like this, but it'll be better than nightmares. Unbelievable, I have to choose how to be miserable. Ratchet will not like it if I refuse medication. Though he forgot to start an infusion before meeting Lucus. I realize Optimus is sitting by the bed, and I'm too weak to run out of the room to the medbay.
"Is she ok?" I ask as tears roll down my face.
"She's exceeding expectations for being born early," Prime replies, "still a long way."
He puts a cooling cloth on my forehead. All I see is my dad. Yazmine's attack was definitely psychological, and she spent way too much time with Sunstreaker when we were here.
Ratchet walks in, not pleased he forgot my medication.
"I'm sorry," he apologizes as he sits me up to hug me.
"And what if she needed you? It's ok."
Unfortunately, my stomach didn't agree to forgive him. Optimus contacts Jolt to take care of the IV while Ratchet takes a shower. Optimus is not pleased as I tell him I either have to choose to feel like this or be mentally unstable. Either way, I'll be in bed most of the time and never see my baby sister. Of course, Optimus says to think positive even if it's hard to. That's how he is, but he wouldn't lie either. Jolt jumps into the conversation and agrees.
Optimus Prime's P.O.V.
I know Jasmine is terrified of things getting worse. What worries me is how long before she thinks Ratchet will say they're through? How long before she thinks she'll be dishonorably discharged from N.E.S.T.? Even terminated from her medical studies? Even with another friend dealing with something like this, this isn't easy to see.
At least most here are used to this and can help Jasmine. Even though Yazmine only had a week to torture her sister, she knew what she was doing to the point she let us know where Jasmine was.
I go to the medbay to hold the baby. Jolt tells me she's doing well maintaining her temperature and may be ready for the open crib full-time in a few days.
"Really curious what they'll name her, but I know it's the least of our issues," Jolt sighs, "I worry this will turn into knowing the baby knowing none of her close family."