In The Army

morning sickness & secrets

Song: help me help you by logan Paul feat. Why don't we boys

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-Wednesday morning-

"Rise and shine, Marano."

Laura groaned upon hearing Ross's Drill-Sergeant-tone of voice while wiggling her shoulder.

"Come on. Got a two mile run this morning. Let's go," he barked.

"Oh God! Stop shaking me." He only shook her harder. "I mean it, Ross, STOP!" She turned over to face him and he let go of her immediately.

"Are you okay?" His smile instantly turned to a frown over seeing her so deathly pale. She had beautiful ivory skin as it was... but this was... pale.

"I really don't feel so good right now."

"I'm sorry, babe." He smoothed her hair back from her face. "C'mere, sit up for a minute." She shook her head but he insisted and helped her upright. "Do you think it was that wrap you ate last night?" He felt sick just seeing the guy make it, never mind the fact he couldn't watch her eat it either.

"It's gotta be." She huffed. "God, that was stupid of me... but it sounded so good at the time." He started rubbing her back in circles, his beautiful brown eyes so full of concern it drew a smile from her.

"How about some breakfast? Some toast to soak up the acid in your stomach?"

"Okay, Dr. Lynch." She rolled her eyes teasingly at him.

"I'm serious, Laura. It should help."

"I know-I know just... give me a minute. I don't want to move right now."

"Okay." Inching his body closer to hers, he gently held her waist and checked her head to be sure she wasn't running a fever. "How about you lay back down? I'll go look around your mom's kitchen, rustle something up for you?" She leaned into his touch and nodded.

He helped her back under the covers then went downstairs.

"Good morning, Ellen... Damiano." He nodded to each of her parents.

"Good morning, dear." Ellen went over and ruffled the hair on the top of his head before he could duck out of the way.

He shot her a smile as he went for the coffee maker then asked, "Could you tell me where the bread is? I need to make some toast for Laura."

"Why? Isn't she coming down for breakfast?"

He shook his head at her. "She's not feeling too good. Looking pretty pale actually, though she doesn't seem to have a fever. I told her to lie back down and I'd bring her something to neutralize the acidity."

"Oh, I hope she's alright."

"I'm sure she's fine." He waved it off like it was no big deal. "It was probably what she ate last night after dinner."

"Oh? And what was that?" She noted the expression on his face while telling her the contents of the 'nasty disgusting wrap' Laura had eaten when they were in town. Cocking a skeptical eyebrow at him, she stated rather than asked, "Really?" When he offered her a clueless shrug of his shoulders, she smiled sweetly and patted his shoulder. "Why don't you sit down and drink your coffee. I'll fix her something then you can take it to her. Oh, and before I forget, I'll be taking Damiano to work every morning so you kids can have the car whenever you'd like."

"That's very thoughtful, but we wouldn't wanna inconvenience either of you."

"It's no problem, Ross. No need to be stuck here at the house every day," Damiano added for good measure.

"Wow. Thank you both, we really appreciate it."

"And Ross? I want to invite you to come out tonight and play cards with me and the guys. I could use a good partner."

He shrugged. "Sounds like fun, just hope Laura doesn't mind too much."

"Bah! If she's still sick, she has her mother to take care of her. She'll be in good hands, right Ellen?" He looked to his wife who nodded.

"Go on, Ross." She reassured. "I'll be here in the event she's still feeling ill."

A few minutes later and Ellen prepared a tray, covering the food with aluminum wrap to keep it warm. "There's enough here for both of you dear. Eggs sunny-side up, toast and corned-beef hash. Be sure Laura eats at least a bite of each, alright?"

Ross found the way she was smiling at him odd, but dismissed it just as quickly and agreed before the three said their goodbyes and the older couple left the house for work.

"You awake, babe?" He rapped his knuckles against the door while balancing the tray on one hand.

"Yeah," she groaned before rolling over to sit upright.

He sat down on the bed, placing the tray beside her hip. "Here. Your mom insisted you eat something besides just toast."

The smell hit her before the sight of it had the chance to do a number on her intestinal fortitude.

After removing the tinfoil from the plate, he watched Laura slap a hand over her mouth whilst turning a putrid shade of green. She all but pushed him off the bed in her attempt to bolt from the room, apparently heading towards the bathroom to be sick.

Looks like they weren't going on that morning run after all or for any hike in the park. Poor thing! Well, it wasn't quite pancakes but far be it from him to let a good meal go to waste. Picking the fork up, he tucked in just as Laura was re-entering her room.

"Oh God!" She came back just in time to see Ross stuff his face with a huge bite of egg, the runny yellow-orange of the yolk dribbling down his chin by accident. Her cheeks puffed and lips pursed in reflex. "I think I'm gonna be sick again."

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