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goldenempyrean · 7 months ago

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I am LOVING your Marina stuff! Can I request a fic where Maya goes to work sick because duh it’s Maya, as a result she gets injured- nothing serious just broken ribs or a dislocated shoulder (basically anything that makes that makes coughing/sneezing/blowing her nose little bit more inconvenient). Cue hot Italian doctor wife looking after her :))

Doubled Down Misery

〚 Notes - This request was adorable so hopefully I've done it some justice, please ignore any editing errors, It's late and despite unintentionally falling asleep at my desk for 6 hours I'm still tired :,) 〛

〚 Pairing - Maya Bishop x Carina Deluca 〛

〚 Summary - What happens when a too sick to work Maya Bishop gets injured and ends up at Grey Sloan? 〛

〚 Wordcount - 3,400 〛

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Maya dragged herself out of her bunk with a groan. God, everything hurt. Each movement seemed to make a different part of her body ache, a bitter reminder of the consequences of her stubbornness. She knew she should have called in sick when she felt this cold settling in her sinuses a few nights ago. Maya needed to rest. Captain Bishop needed to work.

She’d hoped a nap would’ve had her feeling a little better but, in all honesty, she’d woken up feeling worse. The first call of her shift had been eventful. They’d been at the site 4 hours in the pouring rain, shouting orders and organising the scene had torn apart her already hoarse voice leaving it a raspy wreck.

The blonde sat up woozily, blinking slowly as she adjusted to the spinning room. With a sudden, violent sneeze, she hastily covered her mouth with her elbow, the force of it causing her to sway unsteadily. Maya groaned, leaning back to flop back onto her bed but the moment her body made contact with the mattress, the blaring of the klaxon rang out.

Maya's heart sank as the shrill sound pierced through her already throbbing head. She cursed under her breath before coughing deeply into her arm. She gave herself a second to compose herself before pushing herself off the bed, fighting against the wave of dizziness threatening to overwhelm her. 

By some miracle she managed to change into her turnouts without falling over and climbed into the engine. She slumped into the front seat, swallowing thickly as Andy slammed the engine into first gear as they hauled out of the station.

Honestly, she tried her hardest to pay attention as dispatch relayed the information of the scene they were arriving at, but her sinuses demanded her attention. Maya scrunched up her nose, hoping to alleviate the burning itch but it didn’t seem to help. Her breath hitched. Maya tried to hold it off but an inevitable, sneeze seized her, and the firefighter hastily brought her elbow to her face, attempting to muffle the sound. "’Iiishhiew!" Her body jerked with the force of it, and she winced, feeling the ache in her ribs from the strain.

Andy’s eyes glanced from the road to the sniffling blonde after her head ducked into her elbow twice more. She pulled down her headset and motioned for Bishop to do the same, “You sure you’re up to this? This storm isn’t letting up and you really don’t sound good Cap’.”

“I’ll be okay.” Maya nodded, clearing her throat with a deep cough, before sniffling damply, “I just need to not lose my voice.”

Andy gave her a look but said nothing, she knew Maya’s habit of pushing herself in times like this - the fear of being percussion as weak had been deep-rooted into her from childhood, something like that wasn’t easily overcome, “Well we’re only a block out now. Get yourself ready Mai’.”

“This is gonna be rough.”

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Understatement of the fucking century.

“What the hell happened?” Carina’s worried voice yelled above the commotion of the ER. She had just been finishing up a patient’s paperwork when she felt her heart drop as she caught site of the messy blonde hair visible from behind the crowd of numerous firefighters and doctors wheeling a bed through the corridor out of the corner of her eye.

“Bambina?” Oh my god Maya!” The Italian practically dropped the file she’d been holding to race to her wife’s side. Maya was laying on her back, one arm clutching at her side with a visible grimace and the other in a makeshift sling as an oxygen mask was loosely attached to her face.

“Carina. Carina!” Andy backed up from the bed to pull the doctor aside, encouraging her to take a deep breath as the other doctors got Maya settled in a bay, “She’s okay Carina, she’s gonna be okay. “

“Wh-what happened? Maya- she’s-“The brunette spiralled, looking around desperately to make sense of things, she was too worried to think straight.

“Carina!” Andy gripped her shoulders and used her lieutenant voice, snapping the Italian back to reality, “She’s okay. I promise you, she’s okay. There was an incident at the scene. Maya ran in to save this little boy’s puppy and a support beam from the roof fell onto her. She was on oxygen on the way here for minor smoke inhalation but her O2 levels were improving when we arrived. We’re looking at a broken rib and or arm at the absolute worse, she will be absolutely fine Carina.”

Carina nodded numbly; her eyes glued to Maya as the doctors continued to work around her. She could see the small grimaces on Maya’s face, the way she clenched her jaw in pain.

She was just about to head to her side when the rest of the firefighters backed away from the bed, Jack and Travis came jogging towards them both.

“They’re taking her to x-ray, Dr. Altman said to tell you she’s gonna hand everything.” Jack explained, giving Carina’s shoulder a comforting squeeze. Despite their initial incompatibility, the two had grown closer with the clinic and Jack knew just what Carina needed to hear to reassure her, “She also said that they’re gonna put her in another room since her condition doesn’t require urgent care. She’ll be in B.04 when they’re done.”

The half an hour or so it had taken for them to be done felt like days. Time had felt like it had crawled by as Carina paced the room. The rest of the Station 19 team had been called away to another fire somewhere downtime and as much as they hated it, they had to attend.

She was sat on the little armchair in the corner of the room when the door was pushed open by a nurse followed by the bed being wheeled in. “Maya!” Carina’s voice was loud as she called out, instantly jumping up to be at her side. 

“Carina?” 

“Mio Dio,” Carina nervously eyed up the sling that Maya’s right arm had been placed in, her worried gaze following as she noticed Teddy step into the room, “What on earth have you gotten yourself into bambina?”

Dr. Altman calmed her down for a moment, flashing a reassuring smile, “Carina, Maya will be just fine. I’ll go over anything in a moment, I just need to set up a drip first, okay?”

“Okay.” Carina nodded but wasted no time in coming to sit on the bed alongside her wife as, the firefighter mumbling something before curling up to her as the blonde doctor carefully inserted an IV into her left hand.

“Okay. Well, let’s start with the worse of it. Maya had bruised several ribs and fractured her right radius, but please don’t worry, I can assure you theres no severe damage to either. She’ll need to keep the sling on for 4-6 weeks just to let the bone heal.” Teddy explained and instantly the OB could feel her jittering nerves relax as she squeezed Maya’s hand a little softer.

“However, we took her temperature on arrival and it’s actually a little elevated though and her WBC count is slightly raised, not to mention the fact she’s clearly dehydrated so we’ve given her a fever reducer and general fluids along with the pain relief.” Dr Altman continued as she read from the chart in her hands. Maya stirred in Carina’s hold, turning her head away to cough raspily against her upper shoulder, whining softly at how it caused her chest to throb.

“You can probably hear but her breathing is a little rough, but we heard congestion in her lungs. She most likely just has a viral infection from what Andy told us but ut we’ll keep an eye on her O2 just incase”

The OB murmured sympathetically as her wife hid a sniffle against her shoulder, “This really isn’t your day is it sweetheart? Did you not feel well this morning?”

“No- no, m’fine.” Maya’s eyes fluttered open, her brows furrowing as she tried to sit up a bit more, wincing as pain shot through her ribs. "Really, Carina, it's just a little cough. I'll be fine. I can—"

"No, Maya," Carina interrupted firmly but lovingly, pressing her hand lightly against Maya’s shoulder to keep her from moving too much. "You need to listen to the doctors. You need to take care of yourself."

Now that Teddy had mentioned it, the heat radiating from her was obvious. Carina leaned over to grab the thermometer which sat on the small nurses' station by Maya’s IV and gently inserted it into her ear, ignoring her fussing and protests.

“38.6.” The screen flashed and Carina stuck out her lip, “That’s really not good Mai, were you seriously working with a fever that high?”

Maya stubbornly shook her head, a defiant glint in her eyes despite the pain and discomfort. "I didn't even notice, Carina. It's just a little fever. I've worked with worse."

Carina sighed, her worry mingling with frustration. "Maya, you can't keep pushing yourself like this. It’s not good for you!”

She took a deep breath to calm herself down. Getting frustrated at her stubbornness wasn’t the right way to go about things. knew how Maya could be around doctors. Hell, she remembered just how frantic her wife could act around them. She was trying her best to keep her calm right now, but it was obvious how fidgety and uncomfortable her wife was getting. Ultimately all she could do now was try to soothe her through it.

As Maya tried to assert her stubbornness, she suddenly sneezed loudly… twice, trice? She sniffled and bit back a wince, clutching her one useable arm to her ribs.

Carina offered her a tissue, but she ignored it. Instead, Maya struggled herself to sit up, determination etched across her face despite the pain. "No, really, I can—" Her sentence was cut short as a harsh, grating cough overtook her, making her whole body convulse. The coughing fit seemed to drain what little strength she had left, and she gasped for breath in its aftermath, her chest rising and falling rapidly.

Carina's heart ached watching her wife suffer, but she maintained a firm, soothing demeanour. She gently rubbed Maya's back, her touch both comforting and insistent. "Shhh, amore, you need to rest. Let the medicine work. Let us help you."

“I don’t need help-“ Maya tried to stifle the cough, pressing her lips together and clenching her fists, but it only made things worse. She finally let it out, the sound echoing in the room, making Teddy glance over from her charts with a look of sympathy before discreetly taking a few steps back.

The coughing had caused wave of pain passed over her, she bit her lip, her eyes filling with tears she couldn't hold back. Her breath hitched as she tried to stifle a sob, but it was no use. The combination of pain, fever, and sheer exhaustion finally overwhelmed her.

"I just hate feeling like this," she whispered, her voice breaking as her face crumbled up, “I hate being weak."

Carina tried to calm her down, gently murmuring sweet nothings in her native tongue, an action which usually helped to call her nerves. But May was restless. The movement was enough to send a sharp pain through her ribs, making her gasp sharply. The tears flowed more freely now, her body trembling with each painful sob. "But I can't... I have so much to do... I can't just lie here."

Maya's shoulders slumped, and she let out a shaky breath. The tears spilled over, and she buried her face in Carina's shoulder, her body trembling with a deep, chesty rough followed by an exhausted sob. "I hate this," she cried. "I hate feeling so weak and useless. I’m meant to be their Captain.”

The OB rubbed her back soothingly, her own eyes misting over with sympathy. "I know, bambina," she murmured. "I know it's hard love. But you are not weak or useless. You are hurt and sick, and you need time to heal. That's all. That does not make you any less of a captain.”

After a few minutes of just letting her cry it all out, Maya began to slowly calm down. Eventually her sobs gradually subsided into sniffles, her breathing evening out as she clung to Carina. She was beyond exhausted. The two stayed comfortable together for a moment before Carina could feel Maya’s chest rising rapidly. She looked down and recognised the way her face shifted slightly, her eyes blinking as she fought back the itching in her sinuses'

The OB smiled sweetly, “You want a tissue bambina?”

“No, I don’t need—” Maya began, but she didn’t get to finish her sentence before Carina cut her off with a chuckle.

“Your nose is twitching Mai’.”

"You’re not fooling anyone, amore," She murmured softly. Her wife’s pale face flushed slightly, whether from embarrassment or the fever, “Just let it out.”

Ever stubborn, the firefighter tried to shake her head once more, but the any denial was pointless when she was sent forward with an exhausting sounding sneeze. With her dominant arm in a sling, and her reaction speed slowed as an effect of the pain medicine, by the time she’d lifted her opposite hand to cover it had been too late, Carina’s baby-pink scrubs were caught in the crossfire.

“Poor bambina, bless you. Ugh, I knew you were coming down with something when I heard you snoring the other night.” The doctor mumbled sadly as she reached over to grab a tissue from the nearby table, dabbing it gently beneath the blonde’s nose, “I’m sorry. I should’ve said something, maybe this wouldn’t have happened.”

Maya only shook her head, the last of her voice scraping from her throat, “t’s not your fault. I should’ve let someone else go in. I-“

Carina shushed her gently, “Rest your voice Mai, you need to give your poor throat a break,” She turned to Dr. Altman - who had been finishing up Maya’s paperwork and chart - and gave her a grateful nod, “Thank you Teddy for treating her.”

Teddy gave her a comforting smile, “I’ve told you already before that your family is my family, Carina. She’s okay to go home once that drip’s finished up. I’ll have an intern bring the discharge papers down in a few hours.”

The Italian nodded, flashing her an appreciative smile. She mouthed another thank you as Dr. Altman left, closing the door behind her. The two were left alone in the room, Maya’s raspy breathing and damp sniffles the only audible sound. Carina leaned down to press a soft kiss to her messy hair, “Do you want me to plait it for you?” She asked quietly, knowing it would make her feel a little better.

“Are you sure? I can’t smell but it probably smells of smoke.” The firefighter mumbled, sniffling thickly.

The OB gave her another kiss, “You know I don’t care about that, are you able to sit forward for me a little bit bambina?” 

Her fingers gently combed through Maya's hair, soothing the tangles with careful, practiced movements. She reached for the small pink bobble on wrist, lifting a section of Maya's hair to start the plait

As she carefully started weaving the strands into a neat braid, Maya’s nose twitched again, and she turned her head slightly, preparing for the inevitable sneeze. Carina, noticing the movement, quickly grabbed a tissue and held it gently to Maya's nose just in time.

The sneeze was forceful, and Maya winced at the pain it caused her ribs. Carina kept the tissue in place, wiping away the moisture with a tender touch.

“Bless you, bella,” Carina murmured, her tone full of affection. She discarded the tissue and continued braiding Maya's hair, her movements slow and deliberate.

“I’m sorry,” Maya mumbled, turning slightly to look over her shoulder.

Carina shook her head, a smile playing on her lips. “There’s nothing to be sorry for, Maya. You’re sick, and you’re allowed to be taken care of. You always look after me, sì? Let me do the same for you.”

It didnt take long for her to finish the rest of her braid and it sat neat and tidy by Maya’s ear, safety out of the way. A much better alternative than her previous mess of tangles. She knew she couldn’t take away the pain and sickness entirely but anything to ease the discomfort she would do.

Her face lit up as an idea popped into her head, “Do you want me to go get you a drink?” Carina asked kindly, she knew Maya probably hadn’t had time hence her dehydration, “I can run and get you one of those sports drinks you like. The ones with electrolytes?”

“Can you get me the red berry one?” 

“Of course I can, stay put bella. I’ll be 5 minutes.” The doctor smiled, gently scooting from her place beside Maya, helping her settle back down before leaving the room. Her office wasn’t far away so she knew it wouldn’t take long.

She had a small fridge in there. One which her kept not only her emergency comfort food in but one she kept a small stock of Maya’s favourite drinks in. It wasn’t the first time she’d seen her wife dehydrated and she always liked to be able to have something on hand.

After walking swiftly to her office, she made a delighted noise of success when she realised, she did in-fact have the berry flavour that Maya had originally wanted. 

Carina grabbed the chilled bottle, feeling a sense of satisfaction at being able to provide exactly what Maya needed. She knew how much the little things mattered. Maya wasn’t sick often but whenever she was the brunette knew that all the small little acts of kindness was what would made her feel better.

When she got back to the room, she honestly had expected Maya to have been asleep - the fever reducer Teddy had given her was one that always made patients tired - but her eyes widened as she came back to see her wife straining herself, attempting to stretch over to reach the box of tissues sat on the nearby table.

“Hey, hey, careful, silly girl.” Carina sighed, coming back to her side

“I just needed-“ A deep cough interrupted her as Maya failed to reach out for the tissue box, but it was out of her reach with her only useable hand still connected and she gave a defeated sniffle in response, rubbing her knuckles beneath her nose instead.

Carina shook her head fondly and gave a gentle pout as she picked up the box and set it on Maya’s lap. She swiped a few before the blonde had the chance and held them up to her nose.

“Blow bella.”

The firefighter gave her a look and she could see the red flush of embarrassment creeping up her cheeks, “Maya there is nobody else here. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about, just let me take care of you for once” Carina murmured in soft reassurance, “You’re safe.”

Whether it was her little speech, or the fact Maya was simply too sleepy from her medicine to care anymore but she did end up blowing her nose whilst Carina kindly held the tissues for her, carefully cleaning up her face afterwards before pressing a soft kiss to her warm forehead. It did feel a little cooler than earlier now.

“Good job bambina. That wasn’t too hard, no?” The OB whispered fondly, her hand coming to soothingly massage the blonde’s scalp in just the way she knew always made Maya sleepy. As Maya yawned, Carina remembered the drink she had originally come to collect. She handed it to her, making sure to open the small cap first.

“Here my love, drink this for me and then you can a sleep, okay?” She murmured, a small grin playing on the lips when the blonde budged up to make room for her on the bed, “Just a few hours and then we’ll get you home as soon as your IV has finished, okay?”

“Just a few hours?”

“Yes bambina, just a few hours andthen we’ll get you home and back to bed, okay?”

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goldenempyrean · 2 months ago

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Tricks, Treats, and Tissues

〚 Notes - Haven't written in a while but wanted to get something done! I missed these two so here we go! :D 〛

〚 Pairing - Maya Bishop x Carina Deluca 〛

〚 Summary - Halloween means fun, spooks and parties... well, if only somebody was feeling well enough. 〛

〚 Wordcount - 3,256 〛

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Trees swayed in the crisp early morning breeze of that Autumn morning. The sound of a beeping alarm roused Carina from her sleep, yawning and sighing contently as she sat up and stretched out her arm to silence the alarm.

Rubbing her eyes, she looked over, expecting Maya to be doing the same but the blonde was still out cold. One of her arms was loosely hanging off the edge of the bed as her messy bedhead sprawled on the pillows.

The OB allowed herself a small smile before gently squeezing her shoulder, “Come on sleepy girl, you’ve gotta wake up now baby.” She cooed quietly, continuing to lightly massage her shoulder until Maya made a small, sleepy noise of irritation to indicate she’d woken up.

Maya groaned softly, squeezing her eyes shut and nuzzling further into the pillow as if she could stave off morning for just a bit longer.

The brunette chuckled, giving her a playful nudge. "Alright, alright, I’m up," Maya mumbled, pushing herself up slowly. Her hair was still a wild mess, and she blinked at Carina with groggy, half-lidded eyes.

It was only as she sat up however that Maya noticed the dull throbbing of her temples, an indication of what was to come. She cursed to herself inwardly; she’d been in the clinic a few days ago and had been on the majority of Aid-Car calls, and the vast majority being for person with symptoms of the flu... She sniffled, already feeling some congestion building at the front of her sinuses. It wasn’t hard to work out that she was getting sick.

As she swung her feet over the side of the bed, Maya’s eyes glanced up to the two costumes hung neatly on the back of their bedroom door. Shit. She’d forgotten about the party tonight that Vic and Travis were hosting - her and Carina had bought matching zombie costumes to wear together.

Carina had picked them out herself and had spent hours planning how to do their makeup. Simply saying she was excited was an understatement. It was why Maya instantly knew that she couldn’t let her girlfriend find out about this. She knew what the brunette was like, she’d insist on staying home and missing out, but all Maya wanted was for her to enjoy herself tonight.

The blonde took a deep breath, trying to ignore the tickle in her throat as she stood up. She glanced at her girlfriend, who was already gathering towels and humming softly as she prepared for their morning shower. Carina’s enthusiasm was unmistakable; her energy brightened the room as she practically bounced toward the bathroom.

She was just about to follow her in with a desperate tickle ran down the bridge of her nose, she barely had enough time to bring the hem of her shirt over her nose before- “HhhhMpp’shhu!”

“Bless you!” The Italian’s warm voice called the bathroom just before the sound of running water began out, steam rolling out into the bedroom from the open, “You joining me in here?” There was a hopeful tone to her voice, one the firefighter couldn’t resist.

Within 5 minutes she was under the warm water, closing her eyes as it ran down her body. Still, she couldn’t help but shiver involuntarily as Carina ran a hand around the front of her stomach, pulling their bodies together.

“Mmh?” She moaned quietly, opening her eyes as she looked over her shoulder at the smiling brunette.

Carina smiled, grabbing the shampoo, and squirting some into her hands, “You’re cute when you’re groggy bambina.” She cooed before beginning to massage her hand through Maya’s scalp, gently washing her thick hair. She felt the younger woman lean against her as she continued, humming quietly to herself as she finished washing her hair.

They swapped positions, Maya wanting to return the favour. The blonde was lost under her touch but jumped as she felt two hands suddenly grip her hips. Carina squeaked a little as Maya abruptly hitched forward with a set of itchy sounding sneezes against her shoulder, using the woman to keep her balance.

“Ugh, excuse me baby.” Maya sniffled a little thickly afterwards, “Shampoo tickled me.” She quickly offered an explanation before clearing her throat and continuing.

“You’re okay, don’t worry,” Carina soothed, turning to press a soft kiss to the surgeon’s collar bone. She hummed at the subtle warmth coming from her skin but said nothing as the two finished up their shower and began getting ready for work.

Luckily, it was only a short shift, they’d both already arranged cover in preparation to head out tonight. Still, the idea of Maya dragging her arse round the station for 10 hours wasn’t exactly appealing, she stifled a groan as she dried herself on and pulled on her clothes, her muscles feeling tight and knotted as she moved.

The drive to work wasn’t awful. She did her best to match the blonde’s bubbly attitude, chiming in every now and then as Carina excitedly explained her plans for the day. She’d organised some sort of event for the kids on her ward and couldn’t wait to get it started. The blonde nodded along; she found it adorable how somebody could get so excited about a holiday. It wasn’t like she didn’t care; in fact, Maya did often enjoy jumping out and spreading the seasonal spooks, but it was just hard to be excited with a throbbing headache drumming at the front of her sinuses.

By the time they’d arrived, Maya had almost drifted back off as her head rested against the cool passenger window, “Have a good day bambina.” The two exchanged a small goodbye, the blonde kissing her girlfriend on the cheek before climbing out of the car and waving off her girlfriend as she drove off.

The cold air nipped at her skin and she quickly headed inside, wasting no time in heading inside that station at the hope it’d warm her up a little. Once she was in the changing rooms, the firefighter let herself relax a little, her tense shoulders slumping as she momentarily sat down on a bench.

She let out a congested sigh as she stretched up and pulled her sweater over her head as she grabs her uniform. But she tugged her sweatshirt off, she felt the telltale tickle creeping up her nose again, her breath hitching before she could even think to cover. She quickly pulled the sweatshirt up in front of her face, her shoulders hunching instinctively.

She buried her face into the fabric, muffling a series of sneezes that left her sniffling thickly, the sweatshirt doing its best to shield her from making too much noise, “Fuck…”

Maya took a deep breath as she wiped her nose on her sleeve with a grimace, feeling a sudden wave of exhaustion wash over her. She tossed her sweatshirt into her locker and finished changing into her uniform, her nose still prickling from the lingering itch.

The morning seemed to crawl by as the blonde made her way through a seemingly endless set of drills, apparently Sullivan wasn’t in the mood for a light, low effort day – not surprising. As she struggled to catch her breath, the fluorescent lights above only seemed to amplify her headache. Trying to keep a low profile was proving to be increasingly difficult as the growing ache at the back of her throat has her ducking into her elbow with rough, increasingly congested-sounding coughs, earning her side glances from the rest of the team who knew Maya usually breezed through these sorts of things.

Finally though, the klaxon blared with on oncoming call and the drills were forgotten as the team rushed to clamber into their gear and engines as they raced off to the scene.

By the end of the call, Maya felt like her entire body had been backed over by a truck. Dull aches ran over her entire body, and she’d had to change her shirt since she’d sweated through her first one despite the fact she felt utterly freezing.

“God, I just need a minute.” She muttered to herself as she grabbed a bottle of water from her locker. The room seemed to spin as she took a sip, and the urge to sneeze was once again prickling at the edges of her already raw nose.

She ducked into her elbow with a damp set of sneezes, the sound clawing at her throat. The firefighter groaned to herself, grabbing a tissue from a nearby box and giving a thick, congested blow, grimacing at the sound she’d made as she threw her soggy tissues in the trash.

“Damn, you sound horrible Bishop.” A sudden voice made her jump a little, Andy standing behind her with her arms crossed, before reaching forward to hand her another handful of tissues, “You even good to be here?” She asked, reaching up to press a hand to her forehead which she quickly ducked out of the way of.

“I’m fine.”

The thick sniffles that followed did little to plead her case. Hererra gave her pointed a look and she blew her nose once more, giving a small, defeated mumble, “It’s not that bad.”

“Shouldn’t your girlfriend be doting on you or something?” She rubbed her as she came to sit beside the blonde.

Maya looked up at her for moment before diverting her eyes, gazing to the ground, “Carina doesn’t know. She’s been so excited for this halloween thing tonight, if she knew then she wouldn’t any even about going.”

“You can’t tell her… please. Plus you know Sullivan’s got it out for me at the moment after that last scene. I can’t just go home.” She did have a point there. Her exhaustion had caused a silly error – nobody was hurt and things resolved but the Captain was not pleased.

Andy didn’t look convinced but she seemed to mull it over for a minute before he finally sighed in resignation. “Alright, fine. I won’t tell anyone,” She grumbled in defeat, her voice dropping into a more concerned tone, “Only, on the condition that you’ll take something - at the very least drink some tea. Seriously Mai, you look like you’re about to pass out.”

“Promise,” Maya nodded, managing a faint smile that quickly faltered as another prickling itch flared up in her sinuses. “H-hold on… I hh- nee-need to- Hhh’ESHHHoo! She sneezed openly down into her lap this time, too exhausted to keep her usual efforts to muffle the sound.

Herrera shook her head, muttering something about her stubbornness before standing, giving her shoulder a supportive squeeze as she headed off.

After another few hours of struggling through calls, Maya was feeling worse than ever. She couldn't tell if the constant chills were due to the station’s air conditioning or her worsening fever, and her headache now throbbed with every step. Her limbs felt weighed down by bricks, and she’d started shivering so hard that she could barely hold her pen steady. This wasn’t just a cold; the surgeon was half sure she had a raging sinus infection on top of this damn flu.

It was clear to anyone she was ill. Warren had already began nagging at her to leave for the past few hours, she’d had to stop several times to catch her breath and had ended up sitting out for the final part of the call. She was just about to head inside after they arrived back at the station when Sullivan suddenly stepped in-front of her, reaching forward to gently grab her shoulders to stop her from continuing, “Enough Bishop, wrap it up. You’re going home.”

Maya blinked up at him, her brow knitting as she tried to summon up some defence, but the argument died in her throat as she caught sight of her own reflection in a nearby glass panel. She looked just as terrible as she felt - pale skin and dark, exhausted circles under her eyes, cheeks tinged with an unhealthy crimson flush.

There really was no point arguing, the both of them knew that. She breathed in - as much as she could through her clogged sinuses. At the corners of her eye, she could see Andy giving her a sympathetic look as she came over to join them, “Go home Maya. We both know you’re too sick to be here right now. You’re gonna get yourself or somebody else hurt.”

“Fine.” She grumbled, her voice catching in her throat a little and she muffled a short cough into her elbow. She really didn’t have the strength to argue anymore, not when the room seemed to be spinning around her.

“I’ll help her with her stuff.” Andy explained to Sullivan as she wrapped her arm around the blonde’s waist nudged her towards the lockers, lending a hand as she gathered up her stuff, “You know you can’t go out like this tonight.” Andy went to pull out her phone to order her an uber, “Carina won’t mind if you cancel.”

Maya had just finished ducking into her arm was a harsh cough, “I know but she’ll be disappointed, even if she says she isn’t. She’s been looking forward to it.”

“Rather be disappointed then have her girlfriend pass out.” Gibson’s voice came from behind them, leaning against a support bean as she joined the conversation, Maya gave him a look to back off but he only smirked as he reached into his pocket to pull something out, “Candy?” He offered a handful out, not taking no for answer and putting some in her pocket.

That earnt him a smile - a small, stuffy, exhausted smile but a smile nonetheless. “You’re exhausting.” She grumbled, getting the last of her stuff from her locker.

“You’re exhausted.” Andy pointed out, as she looked down at her phone and ordered an uber.

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By the time Maya made it home, she felt like a ghost of herself. She fumbled with her keys, her vision blurred from fatigue and fever, so much that she didn’t even notice Carina’s car parked in the driveway. Her head was spinning with a haze of exhaustion as she stumbled through the door, desperate to collapse into bed and pretend she wasn’t feeling this awful.

“Hh’ETSCHuu!” She couldn’t hold back the sneeze and barely managed to turn away in time, doubling over slightly as she sneezed once, then again, unable to muffle them. The firefighter groaned thickly, leaning against the wall and sliding down as a wave of dizziness ran over her - a thick, damp cough rattling from her lungs.

Just a few feet ahead of her, Carina frowned, she’d been standing in the doorway to their bedroom, having a perfect view of the whole thing. Her last surgery had been cancelled and she’d gotten home a few hours ago. “Maya Bishop,” Her voice was dripping with concern as she stepped out with her hands on her hips, “You got something you want to tell me?”

Maya froze, caught in the act, her cheeks flushed as she lifted them from her hand and looked up at her, “Carina! You’re, uh... home early.”

“Uh-huh.” Carina folded her arms, trying to hide her concern. She stepped closer, kneeling down to place a gentle hand on Maya’s forehead. “Bambina! you’re burning up.”

Maya pulled out a small piece of candy from her pocket and offered it to her, “Trick or treat?” She rasped, hoping to get away with it - she didn’t.

Carina narrowed her eyes a little, her frown crinkling as she gave her a look that said, “I’m not letting this go.” but nevertheless she unwrapped the candy and popped it into her mouth, unable to hold back a subtle smile as she enjoyed its sweet taste.

The enjoyment was lost a few moments later however when she watched Maya duck into her hands with a damp sneeze.

“God bless you! You sound awful sweet girl.” Carina murmured, extending a hand as she supported the blonde in standing back, instantly bringing her hand to support her waist when she wobbled a little, “Come on, let’s sit down for a sec, yeah?.” She guided her girlfriend over to the sofa, making her sit on the sturdy arm as she checked her over.

“So how are you really feeling?” The brunette reached forward to cup her face, her thumbs gently moving over her cheeks and sinuses instantly recognising the congestion she was holding, “Oh baby, you do not feel good at all, do you?”

The firefighter shook her head, “I just wanted to be okay for tonight…” Her voice broke as she rasped, a painful cough rising from her chest.

Carina’s heart softened, a small sympathetic sigh escaping as Maya looked up at her through glassy, feverish eyes. “No stupid party is worth you getting so sick sweetheart. You shouldn’t have even gotten out of bed today.”

Maya went to argue her chase but the deep itching at the bridge of her nose snatched her breath as she sneezed again, the action being followed by a congested sounding cough.

“Bless you, poor thing,” Carina whispered, her voice brimming with sympathy. “That’s it. Let’s get you into bed, okay?”

Maya just nodded miserably, unable to deny how much she just wanted to curl up and let the world disappear. Carina helped her up, keeping a steadying hand on her waist as they moved to the bedroom, and soon had the brunette had settled under the blankets, tucking them snugly around her. “Wait here, I’ll be right back,” The Italian promised softly.

She only took a few minutes to gather up some essentials, tissues, lozenges. The brunette also made sure to grab one of those little fever gel patches from their first aid kit as well as the thermometer they kept in there.

Soon enough, she was back by her side, rolling the thermometer across her hot, damp forehead. She sighed at the high number before peeling off one of the patches and gently laying it across before running her hands through her messy hair, “You really know how to overdo it, don’t you? Silly girl.”

Carina felt herself sigh again as she crawled up into bed and let herself sit next to Maya, smiling when the brunette leant against her. She stayed quiet for a moment, her hand still trailing through her hair. “You should have taken care of yourself first,” The OB said softly, her voice low and soothing. “I can’t stand seeing you like this.”

“You were just so excited; you love all the holidays. I just wanted you to enjoy the night.” She sighed, looking up at their costumes still hanging on the back of the door.

The brunette reached down to cup her face, tilting her chin to look her girlfriend in the eyes, “I’ve told you already, nothing is more important than you. I’d pick staying here, cuddled up over heading out to a party any day.”

Maya let out a soft, tired chuckle, the sound echoing in her chest. “Even if it’s just the two of us and a box of tissues?”

“Especially if it's just the two of us and a box of tissues.” Carina smiled back, reaching down to pull her laptop onto her lap, turning on Netflix and scrolling through to pick the brunette’s favourite spooky movie, “Happy Halloween, bambina.” She whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to her hair.

“Happy Halloween.” Maya replied, her voice soft and sleepy, her hand finding Carina’s and intertwining their fingers as she finally let herself relax into her hold.

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