Syd

"Jamie?" Erin called, sitting up. The lump moved and the blankets were pushed aside to reveal the bleary-eyed face of her girlfriend, dyed red hair catching the light of the sun.

Jamie opened her mouth to speak, instead reaching urgently for another tissue and nearly falling off the bed. One sneeze and some nose-blowing later, the older girl finally was able to speak.

"Hey, Erin. How ar-are you this morning?"

"Jamie! How long have you been up?"

"Oh, you know. I don-don't *achoo!* Don't actually know. The plague woke me up."

Erin stood and rushed over to her girlfriend's side of the bed and placed her hand on her forehead. "How long have you been sick? Were you okay yester- Oh my god, you're burning up."

"It's fine. It's jus a cold."

"You have a fever."

"It'll pass."

Jamie tried her best to sit up but Erin gently laid her back down, making sure her pillows were nice and fluffy. "I'm sure it will but for now you're sick. I'll take care of you."

Jamie choked out a laugh that turned into a short coughing fit. "I'm fine, Erin. Please."

"I'm not leaving you to be miserable all by yourself."

Erin stared Jamie down until she gave in. She may be shy but boy was she stubborn.

"Alright, alright. Through sickness and health, right?"

Erin turned away, flustered. "We're not- we're not married."

"Give it time." Jamie gave a pathetic excuse for a wink, which looked ridiculous given that she currently had a tissue stuffed up her nose.

"I'll go get you some water." Erin left the room only to return a minute later with a glass of water and some Tylenol. She set the glass on the nightstand and shook out two pills from the bottle, holding out her hand.

Jamie groaned and turned away.

"Jamie, come on."

"Not even the good stuff," Jamie murmured, half asleep. She grumbled and choked down the pills as Erin gently placed a wet washcloth on her feverish face.

"Do you want some Gatorade? Ginger ale? Soup?"

"No," Jamie croaked. "I just want you to stay with me."

"O-okay." Erin sat back down and turned on the TV. She put on an old Disney movie and laid back. Jamie settled down into the nest of blankets.

Jamie snorted. Well. It was supposed to be a snort. "The Aristocats? Really?"

"What? My mom used to always put on old Disney movies when I was sick. It's comforting."

Jamie grunted.

"What? More of a Barbie girl?"

Jamie sniffed and rolled her eyes. "Oh yes. I was a Barbie girl in a *cough* Barbie world. It's fan-fucking-tastic." She broke into a fit of coughing.

Erin soothed her, stroking her hair. "Calm down, Jame. You need to rest."

"I th- I thought you had things to do today."

"Some people are more important than a nice day."

Jamie grew quiet, and Erin realized she had fallen asleep. The brunette held her and fixed the cloth on her forehead. She chuckled softly under her breath.

"I love you," she whispered minutes before she too fell asleep, head resting on her girl's curly head.