Sunlight shone through windows of the lakeside cabin where the newlywed Patrick and Teresa slept.
Teresa groaned as she rolled over to check the time.
9:00am.
"Jane?" Teresa said softly, shaking the blonde consultant besides her awake.
"Morning Lisbon." Jane smiled at the slim figure of Teresa Lisbon next to him.
"I don't want to leave the bed." Lisbon groaned as she grabbed her phone off the bedside desk.
"Me neither, Teresa," Jane said, before planting a quick kiss on her lips.
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As soon as she entered the toilet, Teresa felt something churning down her stomach. She ignored it as she stepped into the shower, but somehow it had worked it's way up her throat, and she couldn't stop the flow of sick all over the bathroom floor.
"Teresa? Teresa?" Jane yelled up to the bathroom, upon hearing the sound of vomit.
Before she knew it, Jane was holding her hair back as she continued gagging.
"Let's get you seated, Teresa." He said gently, leading her to the toilet and resting her down gently.
"I don't need you to help me." She complained.
"As you wish. The next second you'll come running out asking for assistance." Jane smirked before leaving the bathroom.
Rolling her eyes, she tried to stand but fell right back down. She was weak from the amount of food she had poured out and didn't find the strength to stand.
Sighing, she called for Jane.
"What did I say, sweetheart?" Jane smiled as he helped her up, balancing her.
"Why are you always right?" She muttered under her breath.
"Did you say something?" Jane smiled at her.
"No." She replied. "Thank you, Jane."
"Want me to call you in sick?" Jane asked after they'd cleaned up the mess. Well, not like Teresa let him help, but he had tried...
"No! Jane, I can go to work. I'm barely five weeks into it." Teresa replied.
"Teresa, you need to rest," Jane said softly, touching her hair.
"No. Jane, do not do it, or else." Teresa threatened.
"Or else what?" He replied playfully.
