8:00am

Amy was woken by the sound of the front door opening, a few moments later Jack's head peeked around the bedroom door.

"Meds and breakfast." Jack mouthed holding up two brown bags placing them on the bed beside Amy. "I see you two made up." Jack whispered nodding her head at Reagan laying on Amy's chest.

"Something like that," Amy replied stroking Reagan's hair.

"Okay, I gotta run." Jack whispered turning back on herself.

"What do you even do!?" Amy asked.

"Things." Jack smiled before turning on her heel and leaving.

8:10am

The sun was pathetically trying to penetrate the blinds in the room and failing miserably. Reagan was still fast asleep on Amy when Amy started eating breakfast. Pancakes drenched in lemon and cinnamon. Amy was finishing her third pancake when Reagan started stirring.

"Shouldn't you be at school?" Reagan mumbled, face buried in Amy's neck.

"Reagan? It's Sunday." Amy laughed.

"It feels like I have been sleeping for days," Reagan yawned pushing herself off Amy.

Amy missed Reagan's warmth immediately.

"Breakfast?" Amy pushed a styrofoam container toward Reagan.

"I bet this smells delicious," Reagan smiled opening the lid. "I can't smell or taste anything right now." Reagan clarified when she saw the confused look on Amy's face.

"Well I can confirm that they smell delicious and also taste delicious!" Amy grinned with a mouth full of food. "Oh. Your meds are in that bag there." Amy pointed at the second brown bag with sticky fingers.

Reagan popped out two tablets from their packaging and swallowed them dry.

Amy cringed. "That is creepy."

Reagan just shrugged and started on her breakfast.

"Are you naked?" Reagan asked squinting at Amy's figure under the blanket.

"No, I'm wearing underwear." Amy corrected lifting the blanket to show Reagan.

"Nice," Reagan nodded in approval. "But weren't you cold?" Reagan asked concern tingeing her voice.

"Well you kept me warm all night, so." Amy shrugged.

"Glad to be of service." Reagan mumbled with her mouth full of scrambled eggs.

8:55am

"So are we back together?" Amy asked as casually as she could while flipping through Reagan's records.

Reagan shrugged. "Do you want us to be?"

"Yes." Amy answered immediately. "I mean if you want to be…whatever."

Reagan raised an eyebrow "Well I didn't actually break up with you, so technically…"

Amy's eyes lit up.

"When do you think you're going to feel better?" Amy spoke with an eagerness that even Reagan in her sickened state didn't miss.

"Complete recovery from the flu takes about 10 days." Reagan tapped her laptop, "I looked it up."

"I'll give you a week, tops. Then we are banging flu or no flu." Amy decided.

"It's your funeral. Can I take a nap? I'm feeling a little sleepy."

"Sure." Amy laid back and opened her arms which Reagan gratefully snuggled into.

10:15am

"You know I've had the flu shot right?"

"And you're only just telling me now?"

"What if we made out just a little bit?"

"How effective is the flu jab?"

"100%? I don't know. Why bother giving it to me if I'm not going to be protected? I have already been exposed to it anyway by having skin to skin contact with you. What about if we don't use tongue?"

Reagan threw up the horns. "Tongue or die babe."

"So. Do you wanna make out?"

"Okay, but you go on top because I can't be wasting my precious energy."

Amy wasted no time in rolling Reagan over in one swift move and pressing their lips together.

Reagan turned her head a little. "Wait. If you get sick I don't want to hear it. Okay?"

"Shut up Reagan." Amy breathed before connecting their lips again.

10:20am

One hand was firmly planted on Reagan's hip and the other was sneakily making it's way down Reagan's shorts. Reagan let it happen for a few seconds and then wagged her finger at Amy.

"10 days." Reagan warned before flipping Amy onto her back. Reagan couldn't take the risk of losing control again.

"It was worth a shot," Amy laughed.

"Shut up Amy," Reagan whispered before pressing Amy into the bed with a bruising kiss.

11:50am

Reagan was leaning against the bath, Amy kneeling between her legs.

"What is a vitamin soak?" Reagan asked squinting at the box Amy had in her hands.

"I asked the chemist what was the best soak for aches and pain for someone with the flu and she gave me this." Amy explained holding up the box she had just bought. "Vitamin C, Lemon Essential Oil, Eucalyptus Essential Oil, Tea Tree Essential Oil, Rose Hips, Hibiscus flower, Echinacea Root and Ginseng Root. Does any of this mean anything to you?" Amy asked when she saw Reagan's eyes losing focus.

Reagan shot Amy a small smile. "Sounds good, I don't know."

"Okay. Good." Amy smiled dumping a generous amount into the bath that she was running. "Do you have any bubble bath?"

"In the basket." Reagan pointed vaguely to the basket sitting in the corner of the bathroom.

"Burt's Bees Baby Bee Bubblebath? Are you a child?" Amy laughed.

"I have sensitive skin!" Reagan pouted.

"You're so cute," Amy whispered leaning over Reagan to pour in the bubble bath.

"I know." Reagan sighed turning toward to the bath and letting her hand float in the bubbles.

"Now strip," Amy smirked standing up to remove her clothes.

12:05pm

"How is your chest?" Amy asked while giving Reagan a beard made of bubbles.

"Less stuffed up, things are moving." Reagan replied leaning into Amy. "How do I look?"

"Beautiful!" Amy grinned swiping the bubbles from Reagan's face. "Okay, now you do me."

Reagan grabbed a handful of bubbles and carefully arranged them onto Amy's face, hair and eyebrows. "There. Now you look like a wise sage. Give me some life advice."

Amy paused for a second. "Love isn't something you find. Love is something that finds you."

Reagan leaned forward and removed the bubbles from Amy's face. "Love is being stupid together."

Amy pulled Reagan toward her and wrapped her legs around her. "Love is making out with your girlfriend even though you're not 100% sure your flu shot is still active."

"Love is feeling like your heart is going to burst out of your chest and you can't breath every time you think about that one person...right?" Reagan whispered tilting her head a little. Reagan looked so vulnerable, her dark eyes wide open searching for Amy's reaction for any sign that she had made a misstep. Amy just nodded silently. Slowly at first and then ecstatically pulling Reagan toward her by the back of her neck, kissing her with everything she had. And they kept kissing until Reagan's 10 day rule was long forgotten.

13:10pm

"My chest feels so much better!" Reagan said coughing a few times to test her theory

"Because of the bath or because you were moaning my name?" Amy teased.

Reagan gave Amy the finger while rifling through the fridge or something decent to cook.

Amy pointed to the lucozade she had bought earlier, "Please drink some of that."

Reagan took a swig before turning her attention back to the fridge.

"My mom always makes me drink lucozade when I get sick. I think it has some sort of placebo effect. You give the lucozade to someone who is sick and they start to feel better because they feel like they have someone looking out for them." Amy explained. "Which I am. Looking out for you." Amy added.

"I could do you a grilled cheese. Or I could order you something? I really need to go food shopping sometime soon." Reagan mostly mumbled to herself.

Amy was sitting on the walnut kitchen table swinging her legs gently. "Grilled cheese is fine, thank you."

Reagan pulled the ingredients out the fridge and set up everything necessary to make the grilled cheese. Amy and Reagan made idle chit chat while the food was cooking: How they both wished Natalie Portman would cut her hair again, Who was hotter Tegan or Sara?, Would you date Robin Wright? The usual. The oven pinged and Reagan set a plate of grilled cheese's in front of Amy. Reagan wasn't really hungry she was more than happy to sit back and watch Amy devour her food. To watch the way Amy's eyes lit up every time the gooey cheese would come into contact with her tongue, the moan she let out when she felt the crunch of the bread in her mouth, the embarrassed look Amy would get when she realised how intently Reagan was watching her.

Amy got up, walked to the bedroom, came back with two pills and then extended half a sandwich toward Reagan.

"I know you're not hungry but you can't take these on an empty stomach."

Reagan ate the sandwich and then took the pills still watching Amy in fascination as she destroyed the pile of grilled cheese sandwiches in front of her.

14:35pm

"What do you wanna watch?" Reagan asked flicking through the options on her laptop.

Amy shrugged. "I dunno. I'll watch whatever."

"Okay. We're watching Broad City." Reagan decided hooking up her laptop to the television and flopping back onto the settee.

14:45pm

"You are definitely Abbi, so prude and sensible." Reagan teased poking Amy in the ribs.

"I really want to disagree but it's kind of true." Amy laughed. "Stop that tickles!" Amy screeched leaning back into Reagan.

Reagan immediately manoeuvred their bodies into a spooning position.

"Ilana is so hot. You are definitely Ilana." Amy smiled wrapping Reagan's arm tighter around her.

18:15pm

"Are you hungry?"

"No not yet."

"Okay, I'm gonna order a pizza and we can eat it later if we get hungry. What do you like?"

"I'll have what you're having."

Reagan gave Amy a silent thumbs up.

"Good evening. I'd like to order a pizza please."

18:45pm

"Thank you so much." Reagan smiled handing the pizza boy the amount due plus a tip.

Reagan walked to the kitchen and placed the pizza box on the table. When she walked back to her bedroom Amy practically jumped her.

"Don't you have school tomorrow?" Reagan breathed against Amy's lips.

"I'll ditch," Amy said pushing Reagan back into the bed.

Reagan pushed Amy off her a little. "Amy…Come on. You're not ditching"

"I'm not ditching. Just avoiding?" Amy reasoned helping Reagan out of her clothes.

"How are you going to explain yourself? Sorry I wasn't in school I was too busy fucking my girlfriend all night?" Reagan asked with a raised eyebrow.

"That sounds good to me." Amy laughed starting to kiss Reagan's neck.

"When are you going home?" Reagan asked eyes fluttering closed.

"I'm not," Amy said lifting herself off of Reagan. "How am I supposed to leave you here knowing you're sick?"

"Oh. But it's okay to have sex with me? Makes sense." Reagan nodded.

"I'm staying," Amy decided kissing Reagan on the forehead while reaching across for her phone. "See, I'm texting my mom right now. Promising to go to school and be home tomorrow….which I will." Amy added when Reagan poked her warningly.

"You're not tired?" Reagan asked while Amy continued the assault on her neck.

"No, I'm horny and after that I will be hungry." Amy smirked.

Amy's hand slide slowly up toward Reagan's neck, resting there squeezing lightly.

"This is new," Reagan breathed looking down at Amy's hand around her neck.

Amy started to retract her hand when Reagan grabbed it and put it back in its position.

"I like it."

"Good." Amy whispered her free hand trailing down Reagan's stomach.

20:15pm

Amy rolled from on top of Reagan and flopped onto her back beside her girlfriend. Both on their backs. Both their eyes closed.

"I said 10 days." Reagan swallowed trying to catch her breath.

"I didn't see you bringing that up in the bath or two minutes ago when I had fingers in you...so nice try." Amy laughed leaning up on her elbows.

"Shut up, are you hungry?" Reagan asked getting up to go and get the pizza.

20:30pm

Reagan put the remaining pizza in the fridge and flopped back on the bed next to Amy. Both full and exhausted.

Patting along the bed Reagan found Amy's hand and lazily intertwined their fingers together.

They lay in silence with only the sound of their ragged breathing filling the room.

20:40pm

"Are you and Karma friends yet?" Reagan asked cautiously.

"Nope."

"You should talk to her."

"Why should I?"

"Because she did what she did because she was hurt Amy. Has she tried to talk to you?"

"Yeah"

"Exactly. She was hurt and now it has passed. You should hear her out, you're not exactly innocent are you?"

Amy's hand went frigid in Reagan's.

"I'm not blaming you. But I see her point."

Amy sighed and rolled onto her side. "Can we talk about this another time, please?"

"Okay." Reagan nodded stroking the thigh Amy had draped across her stomach.

"Thank you." Amy muttered sleepily into Reagan's neck.

6:15am

Reagan opened her eyes to see Amy still draped across her in the same position as last night. Amy was breathing pleasantly into her neck, muttering some inaudible words in her sleep.

Reagan reached for her phone.

'Can you drop Amy to school for 8:00am. Please. x'

Seconds later she had a response. 'Sure Raven.'

Reagan rolled her eyes at the affectionate nickname Jack had taken to calling her.

Reagan slapped Amy's thigh gently. "Amy. Come on. You need to shower."

Amy groaned rolling onto her back. Reagan eyed Amy's naked form being highlighted by the horizontal lines the blinds and sun were casting onto her. Amy's body was very different to Reagan's. Pale, soft and long with no body hair, ab definition but not much muscle. Whereas Reagan was darker, muscular and short, she would probably describe herself as stocky. Reagan could take or leave the body hair really, she had zero armpit hair, never had, which was kind of weird but welcomed. Less work. Recently she had let a soft fuzz coat her legs and pubis, because she really wasn't up to shaving. Amy didn't seem to mind though, Reagan had forgotten about it until Amy started giggling at how ticklish Reagan's legs were in the middle of the night, but that was that.

"Amy, I'm not joking." Reagan scolded straddling Amy and lightly slapping her face.

"Are you trying to turn me on? Because it's totally working" Amy laughed sleepily her hands landing on Reagan's hip.

"Come over tonight and I will can do this to you all you want." Reagan teased. "But right now? School. Come on. We're going to shower."

"We?" Amy asked in surprise standing on unsteady feet.

"Yes. Share a shower, save water. Or whatever that phrase is." Reagan shrugged heading toward the bathroom. "But first we brush our teeth."

6:20am

"You have to wait two minutes for it to get hot," Reagan warned slapping Amy's impatient hand away. "Okay, you can get in now." Reagan said climbing into the shower.

As soon as she was in the shower Amy immediately wrapped herself around Reagan.

"Do you always shower like this?" Reagan laughed.

"I'm taking advantage of my current situation." Amy smiled her grip on her girlfriend not loosening.

"Can you wash my hair?" Reagan asked reaching for the shampoo.

Amy squeezed a generous amount onto Reagan's head and worked it into a lather causing Reagan's eyes to lull shut.

"It's a shame I won't be here to smell your hair all day." Amy mused.

"You creep." Reagan laughed leaning back into Amy.

Reagan opened her eyes and quickly squinted them closed when she felt a familiar stinging sensation.

"Keep your eyes closed!"

"Sorry!"

After Amy rinsed Reagan's hair Amy got to work on her own, insisting that Reagan could barely reach her shoulder. Which was true. So Reagan got to work on lathering her own body and then Amy's once she had finished with her hair.

"This is nice," Amy noted looking down at Reagan who was now wearing a look of intense concentration on her face.

"Yeah, it is." Reagan said pulling Amy down for a quick kiss.

6:45am

Amy watched Reagan rifling through her drawers.

"None of my jeans will fit you, so you're gonna have to wear shorts, is that okay?"

"Shorts are good."

"Cool. Here put these on." Reagan handed Amy a pair of fresh knickers, a pair of shorts and a thin oversized tee. "Sorry about the over sized thing but it is the only thing that will fit you without looking like a crop top." Reagan smiled apologetically. "Jack will be here in a minute." Reagan said pulling on some pyjamas.

"You're wearing pyjamas?" Amy frowned.

Reagan looked down at her clothing. "Yeah. I'm not leaving the house. So, why not?"

"True." Amy nodded walking toward the kitchen.

7:15am

Amy ate her last slice of pizza.

"There is just something about cold pizza that is so satisfying." Amy moaned stretching back in her chair.

"I know." Reagan agreed. "It's like eating left overs. It's just always more satisfying. There must be a science to it." Reagan pondered.

"You should look that up" Amy suggested.

They were both startled by the loud horn beeping outside.

"Jack," they both said in unison.

Reagan walked past Amy to open the front door. "Morning love birds!" Jack cooed pushing Reagan's damp hair to one side.

"Jack you are a life saver." Reagan sighed kissing her cheek.

"I know," Jack shrugged turning to Amy. "Get in the car blondie."

Amy nodded at Jack's retreating figure and then turned to Reagan pulling her in by the collar for a lingering kiss.

"Bye Reagan. I'll miss you." Amy whispered reluctantly pulling away and dropping her hands to her side.

"I'll miss you too. I..love you." Reagan mumbled hesitantly.

Amy's lips were on Reagan's immediately causing her to stumble backwards and almost hit her head. Jack beeped her horn again causing Amy to pull away from Reagan.

"I love you too," Amy said hurriedly before walking towards Jack's car.

"And remember what I said about Karma!" Reagan shouted after Amy who gave her a thumbs up in acknowledgement.

Jack waited for Amy to put her seat belt on before starting her engine.

"What school do you go to?" Jack asked before pulling out.

"Hester. But can we swing by my house to get my school bag first? I'll give directions."

8:00am

"Thanks for the lift." Amy said unbuckling her seatbelt.

"No problem," Jack answered face buried in her phone.

"Okay. But seriously. Why were you available at such short notice? What do you do!?" Amy gritted playfully.

"Goodbye Amy," Jack smiled. "Are you going to Reagan's after school? I can pick you up."

"Yes please, that would be great." Amy spoke quickly noticing Karma walking toward the school.

"HEY KARMA!" Amy yelled getting the girls attention. "Wait up."