A/N: Hello chickadees! Well I'm back for the next few months, so please enjoy! I've missed all of you! Much love 3

JJ woke up to the sound of her daughter's lurching. They had fallen asleep watching "The Little Mermaid", but now their peace had been disturbed. She quickly grabbed the plastic emesis bowl that they kept around the house and handed it to Isabel, rubbing her back as her daughter vomited into the bowl.

"You okay?" She asked softly when Isabel finished.

Her daughter could only manage a small nod, and JJ traded her daughter a tissue for the bowl.

She sighed as she made her way into the bathroom, rinsing out the bowl for the upteenth time. Isabel had only been home for a few days and all she'd done was sleep, lay in bed or on the couch, and vomit or feel nauseous. It was heartbreaking for JJ to see the little girl who, the last time they were home did nothing but run around outside, be forced to lay around doing nothing. Isabel, of course, was too sick to care, all she knew was that moving hurt and made her dizzy and nauseous, so the solution was to stay still and relax.

"Pain?" JJ asked as she set the bowl back down on the nightstand.

"Mm…a six and a half." Isabel said weakly.

Too high for JJ.

JJ carefully slid her arms beneath her daughter's legs and back, lifted her up, and carried her into her bedroom.

Once Isabel was settled in, JJ hooked up her port to a pump that would deliver pain medicine so Isabel could get more comfortable.

"Mom, will you stay with me until I fall asleep?" Isabel asked lightly.

JJ nodded and climbed into the other side of her daughter's bed.

She watched as Isabel closed her eyes and drifted off into sleep. As JJ watched her sleep, she remembered how when Isabel was a baby, JJ would hold her cradled in her arms and just watch her sleep for hours on end. It was so relaxing for JJ to watch her daughter be at peace, no matter how temporary it was. JJ settled deeper into the covers of the bed, and started to stroke Isabel's once-soft forehead, her skin dry and ghostly pale. For once, JJ wished her little girl was a little too warm so she could have a pink flush back in her cheeks, and slight sunburn on her nose that she always got this time of year.

This was one of the first days that the pair had spent at home, with Isabel too sick to move, but it certainly wouldn't be the last.

'If only things were different…'

Xx

"Mommy! Mommy!"

JJ woke with a start as her son's frantic voice cried out for her from the bathroom.

"I'm coming baby!"

When JJ walked into the the bathroom that her two children shared at the end of the hallway, the sight before her frightened her and broke her heart at the same time.

Henry was in the toilet, his chin on his knees and scared, silent tears running down his face.

"Oh sweetie, it's alright."

JJ walked over to the toilet, placed her hands under Henry's arms, and carefully lifted him out of the toilet-breathing a sigh of relief when she saw clean water inside it. She wrapped Henry in a towel, and went to his room to grab him a set of clean clothes.

"Here buddy, why don't you have your bath now, okay?"

Henry nodded; his tears had stopped but the whites of his eyes were still visible.

JJ started the bath, and rubbed Henry down as best she could, having him strip so he wouldn't be uncomfortable.

After Henry had settled into the warm water, he looked up into JJ's eyes,

"Mama, why are you always with Bell?"

JJ's heart broke and she felt tears start to sting her eyes,

"I'm really sorry bud, Isabel is very, very sick and I have to always give her medicine and help her get around the house. We both fell asleep because I knew you were safe in your room sleeping. Next time you need to use the big-person toilet, you can come and get me, okay?"

"Okay mommy."

Xx

Much later that night, JJ lay awake in bed, silent tears making their way down her porcelain skin,

'How the hell am I supposed to take care of a three year old and a sick eleven year old at the same time? It shouldn't be this hard…God I'm so stupid, I shouldn't have fallen asleep. After Isabel had gone to bed, I should have gone and played with Henry…then nothing would have happened.'

It took all of JJ's self-restraint to not cry out or toss and turn so she wouldn't wake Will-she didn't want him knowing how upset she was.

'Stupid, stupid, stupid…'