Lins pov:
I've called everywhere and I can't find anything on Gray. As I look around at the phone book and scattered papers my eyes land on the sleeping girl. I notice her bright pink cheeks and the sweat dripping down her forehead. My eyebrows furrow together, the sight reminds me of the time Sebastian was sick and spiking a heavy fever. I walk over and left her body, I sit down placing her head on my lap.
"Gray, are you alright?" I ask, she stirs grabs my leg. "Gray" I say, she sits up abruptly. "They hit me, just now they hit me!" She says, I look at her confused. "Who?" I ask. "My foster family, they shoved me against a wall and my nose was bleeding-" she stops and reaches for her nose which isn't bleeding. "I think you were dreaming" I say stroking her hair. "No it was real, it was the same place it's always been with the same faces, the same old itchy Matress, same alarm tone." She said. "Gray, I think you're spiking a fever. Lay back down" I say laying her back down. "I'm insane" she whispers, I would tell her no but I can't before I'm out the door.
"Renee" I say through the phone. "Is Gray okay?!" She exclaims, I sigh. "I need motherly help" I say. "I'll be there asap, do I need to bring anything?" She asks, I laugh. She's such a mom. "She's spiking a fever, I'd take care of it but I have some buiness to attend to." I say, she says her goodbyes and we hang up.
"Lin, how is she?" Pippa asks as soon as she picks up. "Pips I think I've figured it out" I say, she stays quiet. "I think she's ill. Not crazy but maybe some sort of syndrome" I explain. "What kind of syndrome?" She questions, I gulp. "A hallucitory one or something like that" I say, I can hear her sniffle. "Should we take her to a doctor?" She asks. "Soon but first. I have to do anything and everything to get her into my custody" I state. "You're adopting her?" She asks, I check back into my dressing room where Gray is tossing and turning relentlessly.
"I have to"
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Definition Of Her//Adopted By Lin Manuel Miranda(COMPLETE)
FanfictionHer... She... Girl. Not complicated right? Normal clothes, normal school, normal face, normal eyes. Very normal exterior. keyword: Exterior COMPLETE