Find a Light (JenLisa Adaptation)

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Saturday,

May 24th, 2020

"Lisa? Lisa... Lisa, wake up."

Jennie's soft voice did little to soothe the hard pounding in her head, maybe even making it worse. Lisa rolled over in her bed, groaning as she buried her face into her big fluffy pillow but the groan only made her feel worse, uncomfortable scratching at the walls of her throat.

"Lisa." Her bleary eyes opened at the feeling of Jennie's hand rubbing up and down her back. "What's wrong?" When she didn't answer, the prospect of the possible pain that speaking would create in her throat way too risky, Lisa felt the bed dip even more before Jennie's warm body pressed against her side and her hand rested on the spot between her shoulder blades. "Do you need me to take you to a doctor?"

"No," she croaked defiantly, coughing. She heard Jennie sigh and felt her hand move into her hair. The gentle strokes in which Jennie's fingers massaged her scalp seemed to soothe her hurting head immensely and she found her eyelids dropping shut again, a tear spilling from the corner of her eye by doing so.

She felt horrible all week long but today she just felt extra bad. Maybe she really shouldn't have sat by Nicole's grave the entire night and maybe she shouldn't have planned her and Jennie's first date somewhere outside but, well... what's done is done. "Can you bring me some aspirin?"

"I don't think aspirin will help much. You have a fever."

"Then bring me something against the fever." Lisa demanded weakly before a coughing fit took over her body and she buried her face deeper into the pillow. Jennie's fingers left her head, much to Lisa's dismay, but when she felt Jennie's body completely moving away and she heard the door to the bedroom closing, she desperately hoped Jennie would actually get her something against the fever.

Her head was still hurting so much that she almost considered getting a sledgehammer to numb the pain. Okay... she didn't actually consider that but still. Lisa hated to be sick. After a couple of minutes of lying in bed, her head exploding and eyes watering, the door finally opened and shortly after the bed dipped again. Lisa shivered when two cold fingers slipped under the covers and gently danced down her bare arm. "Come on, let's fix you up. Sit up for me?"

It took her great effort as she propped herself up against the headboard, her brain rotating in her head and making her incredibly dizzy, forcing her eyes to close. Quietly, Jennie reached out and used a tissue to gently wipe at her teary eyes, a concentrated look on her ivory white face when Lisa finally found herself able to open her eyes again.

She flicked her eyes to lock on hers, smiled quickly before the brunette woman looked at the tray she had brought with her. Lisa closed her eyes again and opened her mouth almost automatically as something small and round touched her lips. She blindly reached for the glass of water Jennie held out for her, took a sip and swallowed the pill before releasing a tired sigh. "I'm so sick." She admitted finally, after having denied it in front of Jennie the entire week.

"Oh you don't say, Catherine Obvious."

Lisa's eyebrows tugged down, Jennie's words forcing her eyes to crack open again. "What did you just say?"

"I said 'you don't say. Catherine Obvious'."

Despite how crappy she felt, a corner of Lisa's mouth lifted into a half-smile as Jennie kept staring at her with her eyebrows raised and she realized it wasn't meant as a joke. "It's not Catherine Obvious.," Lisa slowly explained, trying hard to keep her laugh in, "It's Captain Obvious."