AN! TRIGGER WARNING! Mentions of sick and throwing up!!!
Gracies POV (5 Years Old)
I glumly walked back in to the class room, a few steps behind my classmates, and sat down at my desk with a laboured sigh.
"Are you ok Gracie?" My teacher, Miss Sanders, asked as she crouched down by me desk.
"My tummy and my head really hurt" I said with a waver in my voice,
"You look a little pale" she commented with a frown "do you feel sick?" She asked.
"Uh huh" I nodded.
"Ok sweetie" she smiled sadly "how about we go and get you a drink of water and see if that helps" she suggested.
One hour later I was trying to concentrate on my work but I was feeling worse and worse. I put my hand up and Mrs Sanders walked straight over to me.
"I'm feeling really really sick" I told her tearfully,
"Ok Gracie. Let's get someone to take you too the nurses office and she can decide if you need to go home" she told me.
Five minutes later I was sat on a small chair in the nurses office as she handed me a puke bowl just incase,
"Is there someone at home who'll be able to come and get you?" The nurse asked as she walked back behind her desk.
"I don't know" I admitted as I rubbed my tummy "they might be at work maybe" I shrugged and she smiled sympathetically at me.
"Well I'll give Will a call and see if someone can come get you" she told me before standing up and leaving the room to do just that and returning a few minutes later "so, Will can't leave work so your other brother's gonna come and pick you up" she explained and I nodded sadly "you just keep sipping on that water and it might help to make your tummy feel better" she suggested.
I sat drinking my water for around fifteen minutes before the nurse walked back in, shortly followed by Jay.
"Look who's here" the nurse announced as I jumped up from my chair and ran over to my brother.
"What's going on?" Jay asked as I held on to his shirt and he stroked my hair soothingly.
"I feel really poorly" I sobbed and Jay bent down and picked me up, holding me close to his chest.
"We'll get you home now, ok?" He asked and I nodded my head in to the crook of his neck. Jay grabbed my bag and said goodbye to the nurse before carrying me out of the school and over to his truck.
The drive home was short and uneventful and Jay was soon carrying me up the stairs and through the door.
"Do you want to put your PJ's on?" He asked me and I nodded,
"You help me though" I said as I kept my grasp on his shirt tight. Jay agreed and carried me in to my bedroom where he helped me change in to my pyjamas.
I went and sat down on the sofa and Jay carried in my pillows and duvet, helping me to settle on the sofa, before disappearing in to the bathroom. He returned a few seconds later with a glass bottle and a spoon in hand.
"Wills orders" he said as he held up the bottle of Tylenol. A frown quickly found its place on my forehead and I shook my head insistently making my brother sigh. "C'mon Gracie" he urged "it'll help you feel better" he reminded.
"No" I said determinedly and pulled my duvet over the top of my head.
"Right c'mon" he insisted as he removed the cover from on top of me "I know you don't like it but you still need to take it" he explained "if you take it quickly now then it's over and done with" he suggested.
"I don't wanna do it" I stated firmly.
"Do you want me to call Will and tell him you won't take your medicine?" He challenged making my defiance falter. Will would definitely make me take the yucky medicine. No arguments about it. I shook my head in defeat. "Then sit up properly so you can take it" he instructed. He opened up the bottle and carefully poured some of the liquid on to the spoon. "Open" he instructed as he held the spoon in front of my lips. I hesitantly did as I was told and, whilst holding my nose, swallowed down the medicine. "Good girl" Jay praised as he passed me a cup of water which I gratefully accepted. "Well done kiddo, you did good" he said as he replaced the cap back on the bottle.
"I hate taking that yucky medicine" I said as I handed him back my, now empty, cup of water.
"I know you do" he sympathised "nobody enjoys taking medicine Gracie but people do it to help them get better" he explained. Just then a yawn slipped out of my mouth and I rubbed my eyes tiredly. "Right. Lay down and we can get you comfy" he instructed.
I rested my head on my pillow and Jay rearranged my duvet on top of me, tucking me in to prevent me from getting cold.
"Do you still feel sick?" Jay asked as he crouched down to my level and smoothed my hair away from my face. I gave a sad nod and Jay went to the kitchen and came back with a large bowl "I'll put this here and if you feel like you're gonna be sick try and use this, ok?" He asked and I nodded in understanding.
"Please can I watch Cinderella?" I asked as I hugged my stuffed rabbit close.
"Only if you promise to try and go to sleep" he replied and I nodded. Jay turned the TV on and soon found Cinderella on Disney+ "sorted?" He asked once he had pressed play and I nodded, my attentions now solely on the movie. Jay leant forward and kissed my forehead "get some sleep" he instructed before going to get some work done at the dining table. I soon felt my eyes grow droopy and fell asleep to the sound of Cinderella and my brother typing away on his computer.
Two hours later
I groaned slightly as my eyes flicked open and adjusted to the light. A wave of sickness washed over me.
"Jay Jay" I groaned as I held my stomach. Seeing the panic in my eyes Jay was by my side in a flash and held the bowl up in just enough time for my to puke. Jay rubbed soothing circles on my back as I emptied the contents of my stomach in to the large bowl.
"Ok sweetheart" he comforted "it's ok" he assured as I let out a choked sob "do you think you've finished?" He asked and I nodded tearfully "have some of this, but take your time" he warned as he handed me a cup of water.
I slowly sipped on my water with tears running down my face and Jay went to deal with the horrible contents of the bowl. He soon returned with a clean bowl and took my cup from me.
"Cuddle?" I asked as I held my arms up. Jay picked me up before sitting down with me on his knee, legs still wrapped around his waist and head on his chest.
"My throat hurts" I sniffled as Jay ran his fingers up and down my back comfortingly.
"That's probably because you just threw up" he explained.
"I don't feel sick anymore" I said.
"That's good" Jay replied "but you still need to rest" he added and I nodded in understanding.
We stayed sat like that for about half an hour before the gentle rise and fall of Jays chest eventually lulled me back to sleep.
One hour later
I woke up once again but, unlike last time, without the feeling of nausea.
"Hello sleepy head" Jay said as he looked over from his place in the kitchen where he was stood making himself some dinner. "How do you feel?" He asked as he walked over to me and pushed my hair away from my forehead so he could feel my temperature "you're still very warm" he commented.
"I don't feel sick but I feel achey and I have headache" I explained. Just then my tummy rumbled. "'M hungry" I said making Jay sigh.
"You shouldn't really eat anything when you've been sick" Jay said "how about some plain chips?" He asked as he held up a bag of plain lays chips. I nodded in agreement and Jay poured some in to a bowl.
"Thank you" I said as I accepted them from him.
"Don't eat them too quickly" he warned "we don't want them coming up again" he added.
"Will you sit with me?" I asked as I began to nibble on my plain snack.
"I've got a lot of work to be doing baby girl" he shook his head "I'm meant to be there right now" he added and I jutted out my bottom lip.
"Pleaseeeee" I pleaded as I gave him my best puppy dog eyes "I just wanna cuddle" I added making Jay smirk.
"How can I possibly say no to that face?" He shook his head and I smiled triumphantly "I'll watch one short movie with you, and then I really need to work" he said, emphasising the 'one' to make his point clear.
"Yayyyy" I exclaimed as Jay lifted my duvet up and sat down next to me. We chose to watch 'The Emperors New Groove' and I snuggled in next to Jay to continue eating my chips.
End of the movie
"Right missy" Jay said once the end credits started to roll " as much as I would love to sit and cuddle with you all day I need to do some work" he said making me whine.
"Do you really neeeeeeeed to do some work?" I asked hoping to keep my brother with me on the sofa for a little while longer.
"Unfortunately I do" he said as he peeled me off of him and went to grab the dreaded bottle and spoon from the kitchen counter.
"Noooooo" I whined as I hid my face in to the sofa.
"Yeeeees" Jay replied making me silently shake my head "do you want to start feeling sick again?" He asked and I shook my head "then you need to take it" he said.
"I don't wanna take it again I already took some" I reminded.
"That was hours ago Gracie it's worn off" Jay explained.
"I don't even feel sick" I pleaded.
"But you have a headache and you still have a temperature" he replied as he poured the liquid on to the spoon for a second time that day "open up" he insisted as he held the spoon in front of my mouth that was sealed firmly shut. "Gracie" Jay warned "after three one, two, three" he counted down and my mouth remained shut "if you take it I'll give you a sour patch kid" he sighed and I looked up at him.
"Three sour patch kids" I bargained making him rain an eyebrow at me.
"Two" he compromised and I finally opened my mouth "well done kiddo" he said as I cringed at the foul taste. He went to the kitchen and returned with two sour patch kids "don't tell will" he warned before handing them to me and I nodded.
"Promise" I replied as I took them both from his hand and popped them in my mouth to get rid of the yucky taste.
The rest of the day consisted of Jay working on his computer and me watching movies under my duvet.
"I'm home" Wills voice rang out through the apartment "how's the patient?" He asked as I walked over to him and he picked me up, resting me on his hip.
"I don't feel sick anymore I just have a tepmature" I stumbled.
"Temperature" Will corrected as he put his hand on my forehead to check my temperature.
"Jay gave me sour patch kids" I whispered.
"Jay Halstead" Will reprimanded making me giggle "sour patch kids. Really? She threw up!"
AN! Thank you for reading! I really wanted to do one where Jay was more of a mother hen kind of figure. I hope you liked it!
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