AN: So, I went over all of the reviews/messages and tried to make approximate plan for the next few mini-stories. I hope I haven't missed anything. This is not the full plan, just the one for closest future (next 3). The plan is much longer, but I will keep the full plan to myself :)
1)Current - Callie sick (MagdaKrolock idea)
2)Callie dating (CriminalMindsLuver4ever and few more guest ideas)
3)Jude sexuality/coming out story (A very, very, very long time ago a guest asked this)
Lena POV
October 21st
It was the the middle of the night, when Mariana walked in "Moms?" she said in a hushed voice, but loud enough for Stef and I to wake up
"Hmm?" Stef hummed back as she stirred in the bed
"What is it honey?" I reach for the lamp on my nightstand. The light was so bright that Stef, momentarily, covered her eyes with her hand
"You should check on Frankie!" She said in a worried tone
"Why? What's the matter?" I asked when I was one foot out of the bed
"She's says her whole body is itching and she is scratching non-stop"
"Thank you honey" I kiss Mariana's cheek as I walk pass her
I enter the girls room first, Stef was just 3 steps behind me. The light by Mariana's bed was on. Frankie was sitting on her bed, scratching her side and her stomach.
"It itches mama!" She said as she continued to scratched her side
Stef turned on the lamp by her bedside, when I sat on her bed side. When the light illuminates over Frankie, I see that her face and neck was covered in rash. Some of the spots looked like blisters.
"Chickenpox?" Stef guessed as she looked at the rash on her face and neck
"When did the rash appeared, honey?" I ask when I roll up her sleeves to see her shrugs back. I lift up her shirt a bit to see her stomach and back
"Looks like it" I reply when I see that her body is covered in rash
"Don't scratch, baby" Stef says taking her hands so she doesn't scratch the blisters open
"But it itches, mommy" Frankie replied when she looked up to Stef. The itch must be driving her crazy. I run my palm softly over her side, where she wanted to scratch. Stef pressed her lips to her forehead, for two reasons, to check if she was warm and to kiss her. It was two in one deal.
"Doesn't seem warm" Stef said before kissing her forehead 2 more times
"Do you feel sick or tiered? Does anything else hurt or does something else bothers you?" I ask running my my gently over her arm to help with the itching
"Na-ha...just itching" Frankie answers shaking her head, while looking to me
"What's wrong with her?" Mariana asks when she walks in
"Chickenpox" I say and extend my arms to Frankie "Come, here baby. Let's see what we can do with the itch," Frankie wraps her arms around my neck and I lift her up as I stand up
"I will go see what we have" Stef says walking out of the girls room first
"Thank you for getting us" I tell Mariana again as I carry Frankie out of the room
"Of course" She smiles back
When I get Frankie to our room, I set her down on the bed "Don't scratch. I will be right back" I remind her before walking to bathroom.
Stef was digging through the med box, when I walked in "Do we have anything?"
"We have this Calamine lotion" Stef says holding it up, checking to see how much lotion was in. To me it looked almost empty.
"That will do. I will buy some more tomorrow" I grab the nail-scissors and head back to Frankie
Frankie was scratching her legs when I walked in"What did I tell you baby" I say softly as I take her hands to stop her from scratching
"Why do you need scissors?"
"I will cut your nails, so you don't scratch the blisters open. If that would happen, it could leave scars and we wouldn't want that, would we?" I ask her
Frankie shook her head back instantly. Stef walks out of the bathroom "We could make oatmeal bath first and then use this lotion. I will set up the bath," Stef placed the bottle on the dresser and walked out of the room
"I'm going to roll around in oatmeal?" Frankie questions, when I start to cut her nails
"Not exactly" I reply
I have just cut off one nail, when Frankie starts to wiggle in her spot, trying to scratch the itch, without scratching "I'm not scratching mama" she tells me when I give her a look
"You are right, but I am cutting your nails. I would rather cut your nails, while you aren't moving so much around. 2 minutes, okay?"
"Okay" Frankie's head dips down a little
Callie POV
I started to feel sick 2 days ago. Beside feeling sick I also felt tiered, my appetite had decreased and I had a cough. I had no doubt, I had a small temperature as well. I was sure I had just caught some cold. So I pretended like it was no big deal. The cold will pass in few days, like it usually does.
The timing of this cold, was bad though. Jude and I are planning on finally going Go-kart driving. It was something that Jude has wanted to try for some while now. Being the big sister that I am, I of course planned it. I had planned the time for this weeks Saturday. So, yeah, the timing of my cold was bad. I really didn't want this cold to stop the plans Jude and I have.
I was walking down the school hallway, coughing lightly, when Jude run up to me.
"Did you make the reservation?" he asks me as we start to walk side by side
"I did. I called them yesterday," I replied when I stopped coughing
"What time did you book for us?" he hurried in front of me and pushed the school doors open for me
"Aw, a gentleman" I tussle his hair as I walk pass him, heading out the doors
"Yeah, yeah" he mumbled back shyly, when his cheek gained the color of bright red "So, what time is ours?"
"This Saturday from 10:00 to 12:00" I tell him as we walk out to the school yard
"Awesome!" Jude exclaimed excited "I can't wait!"
"Yeah, I can tell" I say as I stop by the table, where Mackenzie was sitting with her math book in front of her
"Okay! I will call later! Bye!" Jude called as he kept on waking. His school day was over and he was heading home, while I still had 2 lessons left.
"Bye!" I wave back at him and sit down at the table. After digging through my backpack, I pull out my math book and notepad.
"Do you understand the formula which we need to use in 14-5b?" I ask opening the book to the page where the exercise is on
"I think I do" Mackenzie said scratching her temple with her pen "What are you and Jude up to?"
"He has wanted to go Go-kart driving for some while now. I finally arranged it. We are going this Saturday" I say scratching my arm
"He's so lucky he has you as big sister. Sometimes I wish I had a sibling as well," Mackenzie said gazing at the distance and then looked back to me as I was still scratching my arm "What's with you?"
"Don't know, I'm so itchy. Everywhere!" I replied now trying to scratch my back, using my pen
"Fleas?" Mackenzie guessed and chuckled at me
"We don't have a pet! You have been to my home, you should have known that!" I said finally reaching the spot on my back that was itching badly for the last few minutes
Mackenzie shrugged back "Who knows, maybe a stray cat is living in your kitchen, without your knowledge!"
"We need to study. I don't want to fail this test" I said finally stopping scratching and looked down to the math book "So, this formula-" I point to it and scratch my arm quickly
Writing the math test was a huge challenge for me. Because of the constant itching I couldn't really think straight. Every other second I was scratching my arm or my side.
When I get home, I see mom in the backyard. Right now she was on her yoga mat, doing some sort of stretching. Cooper made her a workout, for rehabilitation and mom was sticking to it. I could tell she was starting to get sick and tiered of sitting at home, doing nothing. At least this work out gives her something to do. Right now, she was doing her evening workout. I let her stick to her routine and head upstairs, to my room.
I drop my bag on my bed and sit on the side of it. I roll up my sleeves to look at my skin. My arms were covered in small spot. I scratch the itching spots and then head to bathroom to find some allergy medicine.
I had two versions about what it could be. First was some sort of allergy. Up until now, I hadn't had allergic reaction to anything. As far as I knew, I don't have allergy. But maybe I ate something in school cafeteria, maybe the school chefs added some new spice or ingredient to food that I am allergic to. The other version was that maybe in the gym showers I had cough something. Bare feet at the bathroom tiles, who knows who has had some rash or something. It could be from water as well.
I found the allergy medicine and took one pill. Next, I dug through the med box to find some sort of cream that could help with the itching. I found something, that was suppose to help with different bug bites and rash. I covered my arms with it and then assumed I would be fine the next morning.
I have never been more wrong. I woke up the next morning covered in those spots. My legs, stomach, back, arms, neck – was covered in the rash. I now had blisters as well. Now, every inch of me itched. My cough had worsened, I had no appetite what so ever and it felt like my temperature had risen as well. Overall, I felt bad.
When I was sitting on my bed side, looking at the rash that I was covered in, I heard my mom call from downstairs "Callie, Cooper is taking me to the doctor for the check up. I made pancakes and fresh pot of coffee! Pancakes are on the counter!"
It had slipped my mind that mom was having her check ups today. She did say yesterday at dinner, that the check ups were early in the morning and that they will probably take her till lunchtime.
"Okay! Bye!" I call back scratching my side and then my legs and arms. I hear her walk around on first floor and soon I hear the front doors open and close.
So much for asking mom for help. I could have easy called her up and ask to look at the rash, but I decided against it because I didn't want to worry her. She is about to have a stressful day as it is. Doctors are going to poke at her for hours, asking hundredth of questions about her recovery and stuff. Mom doesn't need to worry about me as well. After all, it was just a rash. And the other stuff, that was just the cold.
When mom is gone, I start to get ready for school. I have never liked staying home when sick. This was no exception. I take another allergy medicine, put the cream over my rash, grab the cough medicine and I am off to school like usual. When I left home, I was sure, this cold will pass till Saturday. This cold will not ruin my plans with Jude.
Lena POV
I was walking around the school hallways, during the class time, to check if students aren't skipping or slacking. When I reach the hallways to South side, something caught my attention.
I turned to the girls bathroom, from where I heard the noise coming. Someone was coughing, very intensely. When I pushed the doors open, I saw Callie by the sinks. Her left hand was pressed at the counter, her right hand was over her mouth as she kept on coughing.
"Callie?" I say the girls name to get her attention. She doesn't even look at me, Callie just continued to cough.
I walk up to her and place my hand on her shoulder. She was radiant, I don't even have to check her forehead to tell that she has fever. Callie looked sick and I saw rash and blisters on her neck. The rash and blisters looked just like the one Frankie is covered in. The older you get the more the symptoms worsen. Could it be that Callie hasn't had chickenpox when she was a kid?
"Callie" I say her name again as I look at the girl
This time Callie replies between the cough "I'm...fine" she sounded weak. She was in no way fine, everyone could tell that, except for herself.
I looked to her right palm that was over her mouth while she coughed. Callie held it out and was looking to it as well. This was not good. She had cough out rusty rooking mucus tingled with blood.
Callie shivers from cold as she looks up to me "I'm not fine, am I?"
"Let's go" I say without hesitating and place my hand around her shoulder to guide her out