Later that night, Maura woke to find a dark room with a dim light coming from the hall. It must be the kitchen light. She rubbed her eyes once again before checking the clock on her phone. 10:36PM

Looking across the lounge room she saw Jane sitting on the single lounge in an upright position, and still somehow asleep. Only Jane could sleep and still physically seem like she is on guard. Always the protector, Maura thought. The corners of her lips turned up slightly as the thought of Jane's care for her friends and family filled her head.

Wrapping the blanket she didn't remember getting around her, she got up slowly and walked toward the kitchen. Opening the cupboard above the bench, the door squeaked. And although quiet, it was enough to remind Maura of just how present her migraine was. She winced her eyes and stepped back, leaning forward with her arms against the counter. She took a deep breath, and reached for a glass from the cupboard. Not wanting to provoke the feeling in her head, she left the door opening and filled her glass at the tap.

Jane flinched awake. With a small moan, she looked around and couldn't see Maura. She got up quickly and went down the hall toward the light. "Maura!" She said, looking at the woman who was now sitting on the floor resting her head against the bench behind her.

Maura's eyes shot open. She just let out a stifled moan.

"Maura, sweetie, what happened?" Jane asked with the utmost concern.

"Mm… Nothing. I just wanted some water." She said softly.

"Maur…" She said as she began to help her up. "Getting water doesn't usually land you on the floor. You should of just asked me!" She said lightly.

"You were sleeping. I didn't want to bother you."

Always thinking of others. "C'mon, we'll get you back on the lounge and I will even bring your water," she said smiling subtly.

After laying her down with her head propped up by cushions, Jane too sat back down to take a breath. She wanted to help, but wasn't sure how.

"Jane," Maura said quietly.

"Yeah, sweetie," she said, immediately arriving at Maura's side.

Maura closed her lips and swallowed before sadly closing her eyes and saying, "It's okay." A part of her wanted to ask for help, but apparently not enough of her.

Jane just watched as Maura's eyes fluttered a little with pain and fatigue. She sighed trying to figure out anything she might be able to do to help.
Quietly getting up, she pulled up her friend's blanket and went back to sitting on the other lounge.
She pulled her phone out of her pocket and checked the time as if that would give her an answer. Soon, she too dozed off to sleep.

••••

The next morning, Jane awoke at about 7am to the sunlight coming through the window. Stretching her arms as she leaned forward, she looked over to Maura who was still asleep.

Going to the kitchen she began making breakfast. Two peanut butter and jelly sandwiches on whole wheat toast. With a fresh glass of water in hand, she walked back to the lounge room and quietly placed the plates on the coffee table.

"Morning" Maura mumbled from behind her.

Jane turned and smiled kindly. "Morning. How are you feeling?"

Maura shrugged her shoulders with an apathetic smile. She looked to the table and asked, "what's this?"

"Breakfast." Jane smiled again, hoping it would be enough.

"What is it?"

"PB and J?" She said, as if it were obvious.

"Where did you g—"

"I snuck them into your pantry a little while ago when I was here." Jane smiled cheekily, with a genuine happiness to see her friend smile too.

"Well, thank you."

"No worries. I just thought something simple might be best 'cause y'know how the nerves or whatever in your head that cause migraines also cause you to feel like you're going to puke."

Extrapolating on her words a little, Maura said, "You actually listen when I talk?"

Jane just looked and smiled. "Yeah… mostly."

So, as it turns out I'm still not feeling well, so have some more.

Please excuse any misspellings or just bad English.

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