Secrets and Sins Part 2: Finding Mary

Chapter 59

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~Beatrice~

"Beatrice."

Halo’s whisper roused Beatrice from the deep sleep she had fallen into after her nightmare and subsequent breakdown.

Halo?

She was warm and comfortable and really, really wanted to drift back off, but the vague feeling that something wasn't right niggled at her.

"Sorry to wake you, but Ava needs you."

A bolt of urgency shooting through her, Beatrice’s eyes flew open. Those three words were all the sister warrior needed to banish the residual sleepiness. Sitting up, she realized instantly that she was alone in the bed. Ava was gone.

"Ava?" She called out, stretching over to switch on the bedside lamp.

There was no reply.

Halo?

"She's in the bathroom…"

Quickly rising to her feet, Beatrice padded over to the closed ensuite door.

"Ava? Darling?" She tried again.

This time a quiet groan answered her, and the sister warrior frowned with concern.

"I'm coming in." She declared, leaving no room for arguments.

Pushing open the door, Beatrice’s heart broke as she took the scene in front of her. Ava was curled in a tight ball against the wall beside the toilet, her hair was wet with sweat and even from the doorway, the sister warrior could see the younger woman was trembling.

"Ava what’s happening?" The sister warrior asked urgently, rushing to her girlfriend’s side, hands hovering over her body, unsure if it was okay to touch her.

Ava let out a soft whimper tipping her head from the cool wall tiles into Beatrice's chest. The sister warrior took that as an indication that touch was welcome and placed a hand on the younger woman’s forehead, biting her lip with worry at the feverish temperature of her skin.

Suddenly, Ava wrenched herself away from Beatrice, retching violently into the toilet. The taller woman winced in sympathy, swiftly moving to pull the Halo bearer’s hair back from her face, tying it up with the hair tie that always lived on her wrist when not in her hair.

When Ava had sufficiently emptied her stomach of everything she had ingested since they had arrived at the resort, the younger woman leaned back into the sister warrior's chest, breathing harshly.

"What can I do, Ava?" She murmured, interlacing their fingers with one hand and combing the sweat drenched hair from the Halo bearer’s clammy forehead with the other.