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You woke up in your own bed, you had been tucked in tight.
One of the teddies Angela and Wesley had bought you was tucked between your arms.
Someone came in and flicked the light on.
"Hey baby, how you feeling" Angela asked as she sat next to you on the bed, her hand gently checking your temperature.
"A little better" You responded, leaning into the touch.
"Are you still up for going to the station, it's fine if not but if you are you gotta get up now" Angela said.
"I feel good, could jump and run" You said.
"Now I know that's not true but I get your point" Angela smiled.
"Angela how's the, oh hey kiddo, you're awake" Wesley said.
He came over.
You kind of half reached for him, not fully aware of what you were doing.
He let you cling to him.
Wesley let one hand glide through your hair, his other rubbing your back.
He exchanged a worried glance with Angela.
"Something up kid?" Wesley asked.
You shook your head.
"Well, we all gotta get ready to leave, we can pick something up for breakfast" Wesley said.
You let go of him, he noticed your eyes were weirdly dazed.
"Look at me" Wesley said, tilting your chin up.
You looked him in the eyes.
"You're all foggy looking, how do you feel?" Wesley asked
"Foggy" You confirmed.
"Okay, well, let's get you your medicine then you might feel better" Wesley said.
Instantly you started struggling.
"No I don't want it" You said, trying to get out the bed.
Angela pulled you back to the bed and held you close to her.
Wesley went and grabbed the medicine.
"We're not gonna force you but if you take it then you won't feel foggy, and you're headache will ease off" Wesley said.
"How'd you know?" You asked quietly.
"Everytime you've had a headache around us you're eye twitches a little, as if trying to ease it" Wesley said.
You nodded, you hated the medicine.
Wesley measured it then gave you what you needed, Angela gave you a glass of water to wash it down with.
Angela was holding your hand.
"Can you help me pick out something to wear?" You asked Angela and Wesley.
"It doesn't matter what you wear but yeah we can help" Wesley said.
You sat on your bed, Wesley and Angela stood.
"What do you want to wear, do you want pants, shorts, a skirt or a dress" Wesley asked.
"Pants" You said.
Wesley pulled out a couple options.
Angela had pulled out a bunch of t-shirt options.
You picked out what you wanted Angela and Wesley left.
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The Story of Y/N Lopez adopted daughter to Wesley Evers and Angela Lopez (Hiatus
FanficY/N was a ten-year-old girl when she was found by Wesley and Angela, homeless and living on the streets of L.A, read her story here, be nice to me plz, it's my first fic, I had to get my friend to make this account so my parents wouldn't find it cau...
