Hearing vomiting coming from her bathroom, Kate got up and investigated. On her bathroom floor, Yelena sat, hunched over her toilet, looking a little green.
"Yelena are you okay?" Kate asked, bending down next to her.
"Do I look okay, Kate Bishop?" Yelena replied, throwing up again.
Getting up, Kate fetched a bottle of water and the anti-nausea pills she had.
"Dinner is not my friend," Yelena said, flushing the toilet and sitting back.
"Here." Wiping the hair out of Yelena's face, Kate offered her a small smile. "Stay tonight, please, I want to take care of you."
"I will."
