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Heart Problems - Part II

Heart attack - Part I

Maya x Carina x reader

Platonic! Amelia shepard x reader

TW: heart disease, past drug addiction and alcol abuse, panic attacks

You hold the smoke for a few seconds before releasing it into the air around you. You couldn’t smoke, not after you had a heart attack about one and a half month ago that forced you to stay in the hospital for almost four endless weeks. To say that Carina and Maya had been overprotective is an understatement; you couldn’t even go to the bathroom by yourself, and if they saw you smoking…you would get an unparalleled lecture. In fact, you even think they might be watching you h72.

“Although you are very sexy when you smoke, you are an idiot because you know you shouldn’t do it.”

You blink, releasing a sigh as you hear a voice you know all too well. “Amelia, it’s not what it seems like…”

“Oh no? Because you seem to be smoking after being expressly forbidden since you had a heart attack for that reason.”

The neurosurgeon does not bother to hide her sarcastic tone as she snatches the cigarette from your hand and throws it on the ground, extinguishing it with her shoe.

You roll your eyes, avoiding protest because you know she is right.

She drags you inside the apartment, continuing to mumble a few insults and repeat over and over how stupid you are. She forcefully closes the window overlooking the balcony before sitting you down on the couch and looking at you with such a disapproving look that you almost feel guilty. Almost.

“Amelia, it’s not a big deal. Don’t make a big deal out of it, it was just a cigarette. My heart attack was due to that shit about my heart murmur that I didn’t control properly, you know and-”

“Fuck you y/n, even a cigarette would hurt you in your condition and don’t say bullshit to me because we both know that wasn’t the first one you were smoking. An adolescence of alcohol and avid smoking got you to this point, now you can’t drink or smoke because you risk another heart attack y/n and we won’t be able to bring you back again!”

You look away, looking anywhere but at the girl you now love like a sister.

You remember all too well; how quickly she had entered your hospital room a few weeks earlier, her eyes terrified and her chest heaving from the long run that had brought her there.

��…Are you going to tell Maya and Carina?”

The neurosurgeon distracts you from your thoughts. She releases a small sigh before sitting down on the couch, inches away from you.

“If I don’t do it, how can I trust that you won’t do it again? This is about your health and, unfortunately, you suck at taking care of yourself. I mean…we’ve had proof of that, it was so stupid not to get regular checkups for the last five years…damn y/n, you knew you had a heart murmur and yet you had the nerve to not care at all by continuing to drink and smoke…”

You can’t blame her, you’ve always been reckless with your health. A bad habit, if you can call it that, that was imposed on you from birth. Your father’s daughter could not be weak, she had to hide her bruises, split lips, black eyes and cracked ribs…you could not show your weaknesses, all emotions had to be stifled and you did, with smoking, alcohol and drugs. That was until your chemistry teacher had opened your eyes, paid for your rehabilitation, and the only vice you kept were cigarettes and alcohol, but never to the point of drunkenness. Your girlfriends, all your friends, and Amelia herself had only found out about it with the little mishap that landed you in a hospital bed.

Amelia sighs, gives you a heartbroken look, and circles your back with her arm.

“Honey, your problem is serious. You have had a heart attack y/n and the chances of you having another one are high, unfortunately. You need to be careful. You can’t-”

Amelia’s speech is interrupted by the sound of the front door opening, followed immediately by a delightful Italian accent that you know very well.

“Bella, I’m home. Where are you?”

You open your eyes wide, aware that the smell of smoke is still firmly imprinted on your clothes.

Panic creeps into you. Carina cannot find out you were smoking; she would kill you. You cast a desperate glance at Amelia, panic beginning to close in on your lungs.

Amelia snaps to her feet, kneeling in front of you and undoing the first three buttons of your shirt as soon as she realizes you are on the verge of a panic attack.

“Y/n okay, you need to breathe” Amelia tries to take your hand but you shrug it off, shaking hard and burying your head between your knees.

Your lungs struggling to circulate some air; your chest barely rising and falling.

“Y/n you need to calm down, you’ll have a heart attack if you keep this up. You need to breathe.”

Amelia tries to take your hand but you shrug it off, shaking hard and hiding your head between your knees.

Amelia is practically screaming but you don’t hear her. You don’t even hear when she screams your girls’ name loudly nor her hurried footsteps on the marble floor. You barely notice her presence only when she forces your face away from the shelter between your knees, taking your face in her hands.

“Hey Bella, it’s okay. It’s going to be okay, we’re okay. Just follow my breathing.”

You are distant, Carina sees. Your eyes are glassy and it’s as if you don’t hear your girlfriend’s voice or her touch at all.

Carina rests her right hand on your chest, your heart beating furiously against her palm, which fuels her concern more.

“Amelia, help me get her to the bathroom. We have to get her back, I can’t calm her down and if she keeps this up…”

She doesn’t need to finish the sentence for the neurosurgeon to understand.

Carina takes you in her arms, her heart aching to see you in this condition. Amelia opens the bathroom door, hurrying to the shower and turning the cold knob to maximum.

Carina steps into the shower, supporting your frail body as you are hit by the icy water.

You gasp, emerging from the panic attack in shock and chattering your teeth from the cold.

“It’s okay Bella, I’m here. It’s over, now breathe” Carina whispers in your ear, supporting your body to prevent you from hurting yourself in case you pass out from the exertion. It’s been a long time since you had such a panic attack.

Amelia mumbles something to Carina before leaving you alone. You don’t feel it, all your concentration is used in regulating your breathing and smoothing out the stabbing pain in your chest.

“How do you feel?”

The Italian shakes a strand of hair from your face, stroking your right cheek and turning a smile to you.

You blink slowly, nodding just barely. Carina sighs, rising from the cold shower floor and grabbing a towel before wrapping it around you.

She picks you up again, carrying you to your room. You do not object; you are too tired to do so.

The brunette leans you on the blankets, your wet hair dripping on them, but Carina doesn’t care.

She takes off your wet clothes and covers you with a pair of heavy blankets before changing. Fortunately, your hair is not very wet; you don’t think you would have had the strength or inclination to dry it.

The Italian slips under the covers with you, encircling your waist with her arms and resting two fingers on your right wrist to check your pulse.

“Car, I’m fine. You don’t need-”

“No Bella, this is important. I need to check. I’d like to take you to the hospital, I understand you don’t want to go back but it’s been a long time since you’ve had an attack like this and you have a slight tachycardia that could be due to the panic attack but I’d rather check that it’s not due to anything else.”

You shake your head, retracting your arm from her grip.

“I’m not going back to the hospital Carina, I’m fine.”

Carina turns you toward her, kissing your forehead before placing a hand on your chest.

“You smoked earlier, didn’t you? I smelled it as soon as I walked in.”

You bite your lip, looking away from those hazel eyes you love so much.

Carina sighs and shakes her head before snuggling closer to your body.

“You can’t do this Bella, you know. It hurts and maybe the tachycardia is due to that too. Teddy was very clear about that, no alcohol or smoking. You know that.”

“I know love ma-”

“No ‘buts’ y/n; this is about your health, your heart…you can’t play Russian roulette with your own life. If it doesn’t get better in ten minutes, let’s go to the hospital.”

Her tone does not allow for retort, and frankly, you are too tired to object. You barely nod and allow yourself to be lulled by the warmth emanating from his body in contact with yours. You fall asleep without even realizing it, abandoning yourself to the arms of Morpheus.

………………………………………………………………..

When you wake up, you realize that you and Carina are not the only ones in the bed. An adorable little blond head is nestled in the pillow by your side; her arm is around your waist, just below Carina’s.

You glance at the clock on the wall in front of you; it is only four o'clock in the morning and yet sleep has completely passed you by. You struggle to disentangle yourself from your girls’ grasp, being careful not to make too much noise or an abrupt movement to avoid waking them.

You hold back a yawn as you make your way to the kitchen. Your gaze focuses on the clock hanging on the wall. 4:50, great. Maya will be up any minute, if her morning run is not early in the morning, the blonde is not happy.

You sigh, turning on the stove and whisking two eggs onto the pan. You’re so focused on not burning what you’re cooking that when Maya wraps her arms around your waist, you freak out and gasp.

“Hey, it’s just me. Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.”

Maya places a kiss on your exposed neck, sending shivers up your spine.

“Are you okay? It’s early, how come you’re already awake?”

Maya whispers, turning off the stove before you can. You sigh again, leaning into her touch as if your life depended solely on it.

“I couldn’t fall asleep last night-”

“I know, Carina told me,” Maya interrupts you, turning you to face her before leaving a sweet kiss on your lips.

Your hands slip under the fireman’s shirt, but before you can even try to unhook her bra, Maya stops you.

Her fingers grip your wrists gently as she shakes her head firmly.

“No sex until Teddy gives us permission, you know that – and you’re grounded, you’ve been smoking.”

You pout, turning off the stove before patting her butt.

“You want to keep me from touching this beautiful ass?”

“Y/n! I have no words…I’m going for a run. Try to go back to sleep love, will you?”

You nod, and she leaves a kiss on your temple before slipping her headphones into her ears and walking out of your apartment.

You stay there in the kitchen for another ten minutes or so before you put the things you have prepared (eggs and bacon) on the table and get back into bed with Carina. As soon as you tuck yourself in, the Italian curls up next to your side, rubbing her nose against your cheek and resting a hand on your chest, just above your heart.

“Good morning, how are you feeling amore mio?”

“I’m fine Car, good morning to you too.”

You give her a small smile before turning to her and kissing the tip of her nose.

Carina crinkles her eyes, leaning her head against your shoulder.

“What time is it? I’m still very sleepy…”

“It’s almost 5:30-”

You don’t have time to finish the sentence when you see Carina open her eyes wide and give you a light slap on your right arm.

“Tu sei pazza!Che cosa stai facendo alzata a quest’ora?”

You didn’t understand a single word she just said but, knowing her, she probably called you a psychopath for waking up so early. With Maya she has lost hope by now but she didn’t believe that you were also turning to the dark side-this upsets her.

“Go back to sleep,” you chuckle, shaking your head with a glint of amusement in your eyes due to your girlfriend’s overdramatization.

Carina mumbles something in Italian before nodding with conviction and snuggling against your chest, closing her eyes. And it only takes five minutes to fall deeply asleep. Damn, you envy this girl for her sleeping skills; she could sleep just fine for 12 hours straight if you or Maya didn’t wake her up.

After half an hour passes, your hopes of falling back asleep magically disappear replaced by a lethal boredom. You’d like to reach out and grab the phone on the nightstand but, alas, doing so would wake Carina and you don’t want to upset the doctor before her morning coffee. You’re not that dumb.

At 6:20, the door of your apartment opens. It is Maya returning from her run. As soon as the blonde enters your bedroom, she immediately realizes that you are still awake.

“You should be asleep…” her tone is one of reproach but her love-filled gaze betrays her.

“I can’t,” you whisper, turning to face her. Damn it, you shouldn’t have done that. Maya is taking off her sweaty T-shirt and her sculpted abs enchant you.

A familiar warmth radiates from your lower abdomen.

“No, don’t even think about it; I already told you that-”

You stop her with a kiss. Not just a simple kiss, not one of those in-the-mold kisses you give when you’re in too much of a hurry…it’s definitely one of those kisses that makes you 'lift your leg’ like in the old movies.

Your hands slide under her sports bra, slipping it off. Maya lets out a moan as you lay her down on the bed, right next to her wife’s sleeping body. You slip off her pants, beginning to kiss her neck and going down to her navel. Her fingers grip your hair before frantically slipping off your T-shirt, tossing it to the floor.

You giggle, letting out a small scream as the blonde reverses your positions.

A mischievous smile ripples her lips, she leans over your breasts and brings her lips close to your left nipple before biting down hard. Hard enough to turn you on but not hard enough to hurt. A moan leaves your lips as the fireman slips her hand into your pants and begins to tease your clit. Your nails sink into her back as you capture her lips, carrying her into another kiss.

The blonde increases the pace, your clit is swollen and throbbing but that mere stimulation is not enough; you need more.

“Maya…Maya please” you whimper, rubbing yourself against her hand.

The fireman gives you a smile before pushing three fingers inside you.

“Fuck” you squeeze your eyes shut, arching your back and going along with her thrusts as you enjoy that pleasurable stretch.

Your fingers slide along her abs, stimulating her sensitive nipples. Maya gasps, going faster; the bed creaks, rocking again and again

A twinge in your chest makes you moan, not in pleasure though. Your breathing is heavy and your chest rises and falls far too fast for the blonde’s liking. Maya stops immediately, moving a few inches away to look into your eyes. An extremely worried look contours her face.

“Are you okay?”

You take a few seconds before realizing that the blonde has stopped.

“Heyy, why did you stop? Come on Maya, I was going to-”

Maya raises her left eyebrow, looking at you contritely before leaning over your chest. The smirk that had just reappeared on your face disappears as soon as you see her bow her head to put her ear over your chest and auscultate your pulse.

“It’s too fast, I knew it wasn’t a good idea…”

Maya shakes her head, biting her lip and looking away. She notices a slight panic invade her eyes and her mind begin to spin.

“Hey, hey, stop. Maya I’m fine love, I’m fine. Okay? Breathe with me, that’s it, good.”

You take her face in your hands forcing her to look at you and breathing noisily so she can follow your breathing. In a couple of minutes, the panic vanishes from the blue eyes you love so much.

“Are you okay?”

You whisper , stroking her cheeks. The firefighter nods just before hugging you.

“What are you doing?”

Carina yawns, covering her face with her right hand as she turns toward you.

“Just a little morning cuddle, good morning gorgeous.”

You smile, letting Maya recover as you lean over to kiss the Italian.

Despite her sleep, Carina is not buying it. And Maya is a too anxious person to not reveal her fears to her wife.

“Child, what is going on?” Carina turns completely toward Maya, and before you can even try to convince her not to say anything, the fireman speaks.

“Her pulse is really fast…can you please check her?”

“Car, I’m fine…Maya is on the verge of a panic attack and-”

Carina quickly sits up, now wide awake with worry etched on her face.

She takes your wrist in her right hand, resting two fingers over your vein to check your pulse and, at the same time, check the clock that sits on the wall opposite the bed in your room.

“Car, I’m fine, can we check Maya please?”

You whisper, not wanting the blonde to hear you; your chest hurts and you feel it getting harder and harder to breathe but you don’t care, not with Maya like this.

Carina turns to her wife and it doesn’t take long to realize that she is completely immersed in her head right now.

“You’re not well, you’re not well at all. Your heart is beating at 184 beats per minute…we need to lower it y/n.”

As Carina rummages through the drawers of the nightstand beside the bed, you don’t look away from Maya.

Carina takes your left arm and pulls up your sleeve, placing a tourniquet just below your shoulder, waiting to get a good look at the vein before suctioning 30 ml of Procainamide, which Teddy told you to use in such cases.

“Lie down, if in 5-6 minutes your pulse hasn’t dropped we’re going to the hospital y/n.”

You barely nod, looking away as soon as Carina sticks the needle in your arm, slowly diluting the drug in your blood. You take deep breaths, lying on the bed and at the same time observing the interaction between Maya and Carina.

“Bambina, bambina hey.”

Carina strokes Maya’s face gently, making her focus on herself. Maya seems to come back to herself, her feet on the ground.

“Car..y/n, she-?”

You sit up, ignoring Carina’s scowl, placing a hand on Maya’s back to make her notice your presence.

The blonde turns toward you and hugs you, leaving you momentarily stunned, as does Carina.

Maya does not extremely like physical contact after a panic attack or dissociation of this kind.

You stroke her back; your caresses alternate with Carina’s sweet words. The Italian is speaking her native language; neither you nor Maya can fully understand her but they always cause you great comfort. A feeling the same as when you are in front of a bonfire with your nearest and dearest surrounding you.

Ten minutes later, Maya is completely asleep in the arms of you and Carina.

“Bella, hey.”

Carina whispers, turning toward you and being quiet so as not to wake the fireman.

“Check your heart rate on the apple watch.”

You turn your right wrist with effort toward you, as it is weighed down by the blonde’s sleeping body.

“95 bpm.”

Carina releases a sigh that is probably a sigh of relief.

“Good, not ideal yet but definitely better than before…I think we should get some more sleep, Maya and I still don’t have to work and you are on forced bed rest.”

You barely nod, sighing at those conditions before closing your eyes. It’s a problem, you’ll have to talk about them being so overprotective but not now, maybe later…

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Heart problems

Reader knows that hiding something to her girlfriends it’s not a good idea but chest pain it’s not something that they will just ignore, right?

TW: heart attack

Maya x Carina x reader

Requested: YES

One, two, three breaths ... the pain doesn't go away. No, this time the terrible chest pain just doesn't seem to be going to stop. An elephant has literally sat on you and you're having a hard time even breathing.

You untangle yourself with difficulty from Carina's grip, slipping out of Maya's too and, trying not to make any noise, you leave your bedroom and lock yourself in the bathroom.

As soon as the door closes, you squeeze your chest with your hand making a face and sitting on the ground, your back against the wall and your eyes closed as you wait for it to finish. It is the third time this week; it does not always happen at night, sometimes you are at university and you try hard to not to show how much it actually hurts you. And of course you hid it from your girls; a doctor and a firefighter captain tend to be a little overprotective in these situations and they are already busy and stressed, you don't need them to worry about you too. You don't want to be a burden to them. Your ex girlfriend would always blame you every time you were sick or something happened and even if those two angels you are with now made you realize that she was the wrong one and not you, you can't help but continue to believe that that which she said, perhaps, after all, had a basis of truth.

When chest pain decreased; you sigh and, as you stand up leaning against the wall to keep your balance, a light knock on the door almost makes you fall to the ground, catching you off guard.

"Bella, is everything okay in there?" It's four in the morning ... "

Carina's sleepy voice calms you before another pang makes you emit a groan that you can't hold back.

"Y / n, I'm entering"

Before you can even try to protest, the Italian has already entered your bathroom. Her sleepy look quickly turns into a worried one when she sees you with your right hand gripping the shirt right over your heart while with your left you lean against the wall to keep from falling. She quickly reaches your side, taking your face in her hands and catching your gaze.

"Bella, y / n what's wrong? Do you have a panic attack? "

You shake your head and give her a small smile. The pain has subsided again, you're okay, you just have to convince her that you are now.

“Car, I'm fine… really. I think I pulled a muscle or something in the gym, don't worry. I had a nightmare and I didn't want to wake you up so I came to the bathroom while I calmed down "

You don't even believe it but, considering the time and the fact that until recently the brunette was sleeping ... maybe your girlfriend will believe it and she'll go back to sleep.

"You know you have to wake us up when you have a nightmare, Bella ..."

Relief floods you when you realize that your girlfriend seems to have believed your lie.

«I know, I'm sorry… I didn't want to disturb you. You both had a long shift and you deserved some rest "

Carina sighs, shaking her head and bringing your foreheads closer to be able to kiss you.

"Let's go back to sleep mm?"

You nod and follow her. Exit the bathroom and hide under the covers. Maya moves a bit, hugging Carina as soon as she feels her close to her. You smile a little and put your arm around her waist, closing your eyes and trying to sleep.

……………………………………………………………………………

You wake up to the scent of pancakes, rubbing your eyes and holding back a yawn as you get up. The pain in your arm makes you make a grimace that you quickly hide as you enter the kitchen, being immediately greeted by the image of your girlfriends kissing.

"Good morning"

You smile before you sit down and put two pancakes on the plate.

Maya turns to you, smiling and moving closer before kissing you.

"Good morning love"

Carina glances at you, observing your interaction. Probably, since Maya didn't tell you anything, the Italian didn't talk to her about what happened last night.

"What time do you have class?" Carina speaks, sipping her precious coffee.

"Um ... in about three hours, you instead-"

A stab in your chest makes you drop your fork into the plate with a piece of pancake still skewered. You automatically squeeze the shirt with your hand as if this small gesture could alleviate, even if only slightly, that tremendous pain you are feeling right now.

"Bella? Hey! "

Carina catches you before you can fall off the chair; her and Maya give each other worried and panicked looks, trying to figure out what's wrong with you.

"Love, y / n what is it?"

The pain is stronger than the previous times, it takes your breath away and makes you squeeze your eyes so hard that you can't even answer; you gasp in search of air, limiting yourself to tighten the shirt even more tightly.

"W-I think i-is the heart"

Each word is like a stab.

Maya and Carina make you lie down quickly on the ground as their medical knowledge takes over. Carina runs to get her gown from your bedroom closet; although she was in gynecology she never wanted to leave the stethoscope and now she is particularly grateful.

Maya holds your hand, quickly dialing the emergency number and talking to what you think is Vic.

A groan of pain tears your lips while a particularly strong pang pierces you.

"Hey, hey, it's okay ... stay with us, stay with us Bells."

Carina almost screams; despite her medical training, she can't help being emotional, not right now. Not with you on the verge of a heart attack.

"Breathe babe, breathe, you have to breathe"

Maya says and if this were not the case, you would laugh in her face. Of course, it is easy to say on the other side.

Carina tears off your shirt before listening to your heartbeat. She moves the cold stethoscope across your chest, first to the left breast and then under the right one.

"Accidenti, cazzo, cazzo ... non va bene, per niente bene, è troppo veloce” (Damn, fuck, fuck ... not good, not good at all, it's too fast)

It is more than easy to understand that Carina's words are nothing more than real curses.

Maya is still on the phone but she doesn't lose sight of you for a second.

The pain suddenly increases, forcing you to close your eyes and to breathe harder and harder as you feel the weakness invade your body. You begin to lose consciousness and when your grip on Maya's hand loosens, the firefighter realizes that the situation is getting worse; faster than she expected.

"Vic, damn it, where is that ambulance? Y / n, hey! No, you gotta stay awake okay? Stay awake. "

The blonde barely refrains from screaming while Carina takes your face in her hands, barely holding back her tears.

«Hey, hey… baby, you have to breathe; you can't leave us okay? Please, hold on, the ambulance is coming-y / n !! "

You stop fighting it, the pain is unmanageable and you just let go. The last thing you hear are the screams of Maya and Carina telling you to stay with them.

Carina freezes when she sees your head go limp against her hands.

"No no no, y / n, wake up, come on, wake up"

The Italian puts two trembling fingers on your neck, praying to hear your heartbeat under your fingertips.

"Fuck, Maya, we have to start CPR"

Carina stretches you completely on the ground, lifting your chin upwards and starting the compressions.

One, two, three, four, five.

Maya stands there, motionless, not even answering Vic who is yelling at her on the phone. Her gaze is fixed on your deathly pale face while the only thing she would like to do is throw up and wake up from this nightmare.

"Maya! Maya I need you, you have to give me a hand! "

Carina screams at her wife before blowing air into your lungs and then repeating the compressions.

Maya seems to wake up from her state of shock the same moment Dean, Travis and Andy enter the apartment door and run with the stretcher towards the three of you.

"How long have she been in fibrillation?"

"For about two minutes, I have already performed two cycles of compressions without any results"

Carina says about her and, as soon as Andy takes her place in carrying out the compressions, she bursts into tears and Maya walks quickly towards her, holding her wife in her arms.

After the fourth round of useless compressions, Dean takes the defibrillator. He waits for it to load before placing the metal plates one on your left breast and the other about ten centimeters under your right armpit.

"Charge at 200. Clear!"

Your body jumps and both Carina and Maya are forced to look away from that terrifying sight.

Everyone's eyes turn to the monitor but the flat line creates even more tension in the room. Travis quickly takes Andy's place, performing two more rounds of compressions before Dean charges the defibrillator again.

"Charge at 300. Clear!"

Your body jolts again. And after a few seconds, the flat line on the monitor disappears.

Carina begins to cry, releasing all the tension she has built up in the last few minutes. Maya, on the other hand, barely holds back her tears, hugging Carina with her arm wrapped around her waist as they watch Travis, Dean and Andy settle on the stretcher and put on you an oxygen mask before leaving the apartment.

Carina and Maya get into the ambulance, they both hold your hand refusing to leave your side even for just a minute.

………..……………………………………..…………………

"Bella, you're awake!"

"Hey babe, you scared us a lot, you know?"

Your girls get even closer to the hospital bed and you give them a smile.

You grab the mask you have on your face with your free hand and, just when you are about to take it off, Maya blocks your wrist and Carina gives you a reproachful look.

"Don't even think about it Bella, you have to keep it on"

"Your heart is recovering and you need to rest y / n, no arguments about it" Maya uses her "captain's voice", as you and Carina call it. And when she uses it, what she says becomes law.

You push your hand away from the mask with a snort. Maya opens her mouth to say something but she is interrupted by the door of the room opening, letting Teddy in.

«Hey y / n, glad you woke . You scared us. How do you feel? "

You shrug your shoulders; your chest hurts and you feel a little weak but you are fine. There is nothing wrong with you.

"I'm fine Teddy, a little tired but I'm fine"

Teddy nods, writing something down on the folder she holds in her hands.

"You have already felt pains in the chest, pains in the arm or jaw in the last few days ... maybe even followed by dizziness, syncope ..."

You nod trying to ignore the shocked looks of your girls, as they were unaware of everything.

Teddy looks up from her folder, looking into your eyes. The heart surgeon sighs, shakes her head and then, after putting the folder under her armpit, she looks at you reproachfully.

"When did you first feel any of these symptoms?"

Damn, you're screwed. If a heart attack doesn't kill you, your girlfriends will do it.

"About a month ago"

Yours is little more than a whisper but alas, both your girls and Teddy hear it. Loud and clear.

In fact, chaos erupts within seconds.

"How could you underestimate it in this way?" We are talking about your health, y / n! "

Maya shakes her head at you, pissed off.

Carina starts pacing back and forth in the room, occasionally throwing bad looks at you, gesturing and muttering to herself in Italian.

The beep of the monitor increases in speed and both Maya and Carina stop, hushing and immediately coming to your side.

Teddy approaches you quickly, listening to your heartbeat with her stethoscope without losing sight of the monitor.

After a few minutes the blonde walks away, writing down other things on the folder she holds in her hands.

“I have prescribed an EKG that you will take today. Y / n, this is not something you should underestimate and you need to take it very seriously. A heart attack is not a joke and, unfortunately, it could repeat itself so try to rest and not strain yourself. We will keep you under observation for a couple of days and from the results of the exams we will understand what is wrong. Don't worry."

Teddy gives you a reassuring smile that you return. Her search-person suddenly rings and the doctor leaves you alone in the room.

Maya sits on the hospital bed and puts her arm around your shoulders, moving closer to you. She leaves you a kiss on the temple, closing her eyes with a shaky breath.

“It was terrifying; I have seen many terrible things in all these years but nothing has ever scared me like seeing you lying on the ground unable to do anything "

Maya sobs hiding her face in your neck. You look at her in surprise, holding her close to you. The blonde rarely indulged in her emotions, even when it was just the three of you.

Carina joins the embrace, hugging you with all her strength and whispering sweet words to you in Italian.

«Ti amo, ti amiamo… never hide such a thing from us again. Never."

You feel the tears of both wet your hospital gown. You hold them tight to yourself, cursing yourself for scaring them and not controlling yourself before it all escalates.

"Last night ... last night your chest hurt right?"

Carina's voice is little more than a whisper, shaking, scared and worried but you can still hear her and Maya too.

"Wait, what-"

Maya looks at you in confusion, wiping the last remnants of tears from her cheeks and waiting for an explanation.

Carina explains what happened last night and Maya is forced to use all of her self-control to avoid yelling at you about how reckless you were.

«Carina is a doctor, I'm a firefighter… we know what the symptoms are. It was stupid and reckless of you, y / n. "

Maya shakes her head, looking away from you and focusing on the ceiling instead.

“I'm sorry, it was stupid and I don't deny it but I didn't want to stress you further. I… you work so hard, I'm just a student and it didn't feel right to add other concerns to the ones you already have. I do not want to be a burden."

You sigh, wiping those few tears that have fallen, finally free from that thought that has tormented you for too long.

Maya and Carina exchange a look. They both knew you had a few happy days with your ex-girlfriend and that she had made you feel that way, made you feel ‘a burden’ but they didn’t believe you still were thinking about it.

«Bella, hey, you're not a burden to us, aren't you okay? Kylie was wrong and you know, did we work on it mm? "

Carina takes your face in her hands to get all your attention, a smile from her curls her lips and in her eyes you can see all the love she feels for you.

Maya intertwines your hands, giving you a smile.

«Car is right babe, you are not a burden and you never will be. We love you."

You caress her hand and smile at her. The two girls lie down on your sides, Carina on the right and Maya on the left, hugging you.

You still feel a burden to them but, damn, this is the best feeling ever. Squeezed between the two people you love most in this world.

Thanks for reading! So this is my first Marina x reader and I hope you enjoyed it. Constructive comments and criticisms are always appreciated. Have a great day!

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Station 19: 6x04 ‘Demons’

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Heart problems

Reader knows that hiding something to her girlfriends it’s not a good idea but chest pain it’s not something that they will just ignore, right?

TW: heart attack

Maya x Carina x reader

Requested: YES

One, two, three breaths ... the pain doesn't go away. No, this time the terrible chest pain just doesn't seem to be going to stop. An elephant has literally sat on you and you're having a hard time even breathing.

You untangle yourself with difficulty from Carina's grip, slipping out of Maya's too and, trying not to make any noise, you leave your bedroom and lock yourself in the bathroom.

As soon as the door closes, you squeeze your chest with your hand making a face and sitting on the ground, your back against the wall and your eyes closed as you wait for it to finish. It is the third time this week; it does not always happen at night, sometimes you are at university and you try hard to not to show how much it actually hurts you. And of course you hid it from your girls; a doctor and a firefighter captain tend to be a little overprotective in these situations and they are already busy and stressed, you don't need them to worry about you too. You don't want to be a burden to them. Your ex girlfriend would always blame you every time you were sick or something happened and even if those two angels you are with now made you realize that she was the wrong one and not you, you can't help but continue to believe that that which she said, perhaps, after all, had a basis of truth.

When chest pain decreased; you sigh and, as you stand up leaning against the wall to keep your balance, a light knock on the door almost makes you fall to the ground, catching you off guard.

"Bella, is everything okay in there?" It's four in the morning ... "

Carina's sleepy voice calms you before another pang makes you emit a groan that you can't hold back.

"Y / n, I'm entering"

Before you can even try to protest, the Italian has already entered your bathroom. Her sleepy look quickly turns into a worried one when she sees you with your right hand gripping the shirt right over your heart while with your left you lean against the wall to keep from falling. She quickly reaches your side, taking your face in her hands and catching your gaze.

"Bella, y / n what's wrong? Do you have a panic attack? "

You shake your head and give her a small smile. The pain has subsided again, you're okay, you just have to convince her that you are now.

“Car, I'm fine… really. I think I pulled a muscle or something in the gym, don't worry. I had a nightmare and I didn't want to wake you up so I came to the bathroom while I calmed down "

You don't even believe it but, considering the time and the fact that until recently the brunette was sleeping ... maybe your girlfriend will believe it and she'll go back to sleep.

"You know you have to wake us up when you have a nightmare, Bella ..."

Relief floods you when you realize that your girlfriend seems to have believed your lie.

«I know, I'm sorry… I didn't want to disturb you. You both had a long shift and you deserved some rest "

Carina sighs, shaking her head and bringing your foreheads closer to be able to kiss you.

"Let's go back to sleep mm?"

You nod and follow her. Exit the bathroom and hide under the covers. Maya moves a bit, hugging Carina as soon as she feels her close to her. You smile a little and put your arm around her waist, closing your eyes and trying to sleep.

……………………………………………………………………………

You wake up to the scent of pancakes, rubbing your eyes and holding back a yawn as you get up. The pain in your arm makes you make a grimace that you quickly hide as you enter the kitchen, being immediately greeted by the image of your girlfriends kissing.

"Good morning"

You smile before you sit down and put two pancakes on the plate.

Maya turns to you, smiling and moving closer before kissing you.

"Good morning love"

Carina glances at you, observing your interaction. Probably, since Maya didn't tell you anything, the Italian didn't talk to her about what happened last night.

"What time do you have class?" Carina speaks, sipping her precious coffee.

"Um ... in about three hours, you instead-"

A stab in your chest makes you drop your fork into the plate with a piece of pancake still skewered. You automatically squeeze the shirt with your hand as if this small gesture could alleviate, even if only slightly, that tremendous pain you are feeling right now.

"Bella? Hey! "

Carina catches you before you can fall off the chair; her and Maya give each other worried and panicked looks, trying to figure out what's wrong with you.

"Love, y / n what is it?"

The pain is stronger than the previous times, it takes your breath away and makes you squeeze your eyes so hard that you can't even answer; you gasp in search of air, limiting yourself to tighten the shirt even more tightly.

"W-I think i-is the heart"

Each word is like a stab.

Maya and Carina make you lie down quickly on the ground as their medical knowledge takes over. Carina runs to get her gown from your bedroom closet; although she was in gynecology she never wanted to leave the stethoscope and now she is particularly grateful.

Maya holds your hand, quickly dialing the emergency number and talking to what you think is Vic.

A groan of pain tears your lips while a particularly strong pang pierces you.

"Hey, hey, it's okay ... stay with us, stay with us Bells."

Carina almost screams; despite her medical training, she can't help being emotional, not right now. Not with you on the verge of a heart attack.

"Breathe babe, breathe, you have to breathe"

Maya says and if this were not the case, you would laugh in her face. Of course, it is easy to say on the other side.

Carina tears off your shirt before listening to your heartbeat. She moves the cold stethoscope across your chest, first to the left breast and then under the right one.

"Accidenti, cazzo, cazzo ... non va bene, per niente bene, è troppo veloce” (Damn, fuck, fuck ... not good, not good at all, it's too fast)

It is more than easy to understand that Carina's words are nothing more than real curses.

Maya is still on the phone but she doesn't lose sight of you for a second.

The pain suddenly increases, forcing you to close your eyes and to breathe harder and harder as you feel the weakness invade your body. You begin to lose consciousness and when your grip on Maya's hand loosens, the firefighter realizes that the situation is getting worse; faster than she expected.

"Vic, damn it, where is that ambulance? Y / n, hey! No, you gotta stay awake okay? Stay awake. "

The blonde barely refrains from screaming while Carina takes your face in her hands, barely holding back her tears.

«Hey, hey… baby, you have to breathe; you can't leave us okay? Please, hold on, the ambulance is coming-y / n !! "

You stop fighting it, the pain is unmanageable and you just let go. The last thing you hear are the screams of Maya and Carina telling you to stay with them.

Carina freezes when she sees your head go limp against her hands.

"No no no, y / n, wake up, come on, wake up"

The Italian puts two trembling fingers on your neck, praying to hear your heartbeat under your fingertips.

"Fuck, Maya, we have to start CPR"

Carina stretches you completely on the ground, lifting your chin upwards and starting the compressions.

One, two, three, four, five.

Maya stands there, motionless, not even answering Vic who is yelling at her on the phone. Her gaze is fixed on your deathly pale face while the only thing she would like to do is throw up and wake up from this nightmare.

"Maya! Maya I need you, you have to give me a hand! "

Carina screams at her wife before blowing air into your lungs and then repeating the compressions.

Maya seems to wake up from her state of shock the same moment Dean, Travis and Andy enter the apartment door and run with the stretcher towards the three of you.

"How long have she been in fibrillation?"

"For about two minutes, I have already performed two cycles of compressions without any results"

Carina says about her and, as soon as Andy takes her place in carrying out the compressions, she bursts into tears and Maya walks quickly towards her, holding her wife in her arms.

After the fourth round of useless compressions, Dean takes the defibrillator. He waits for it to load before placing the metal plates one on your left breast and the other about ten centimeters under your right armpit.

"Charge at 200. Clear!"

Your body jumps and both Carina and Maya are forced to look away from that terrifying sight.

Everyone's eyes turn to the monitor but the flat line creates even more tension in the room. Travis quickly takes Andy's place, performing two more rounds of compressions before Dean charges the defibrillator again.

"Charge at 300. Clear!"

Your body jolts again. And after a few seconds, the flat line on the monitor disappears.

Carina begins to cry, releasing all the tension she has built up in the last few minutes. Maya, on the other hand, barely holds back her tears, hugging Carina with her arm wrapped around her waist as they watch Travis, Dean and Andy settle on the stretcher and put on you an oxygen mask before leaving the apartment.

Carina and Maya get into the ambulance, they both hold your hand refusing to leave your side even for just a minute.

………..……………………………………..…………………

"Bella, you're awake!"

"Hey babe, you scared us a lot, you know?"

Your girls get even closer to the hospital bed and you give them a smile.

You grab the mask you have on your face with your free hand and, just when you are about to take it off, Maya blocks your wrist and Carina gives you a reproachful look.

"Don't even think about it Bella, you have to keep it on"

"Your heart is recovering and you need to rest y / n, no arguments about it" Maya uses her "captain's voice", as you and Carina call it. And when she uses it, what she says becomes law.

You push your hand away from the mask with a snort. Maya opens her mouth to say something but she is interrupted by the door of the room opening, letting Teddy in.

«Hey y / n, glad you woke . You scared us. How do you feel? "

You shrug your shoulders; your chest hurts and you feel a little weak but you are fine. There is nothing wrong with you.

"I'm fine Teddy, a little tired but I'm fine"

Teddy nods, writing something down on the folder she holds in her hands.

"You have already felt pains in the chest, pains in the arm or jaw in the last few days ... maybe even followed by dizziness, syncope ..."

You nod trying to ignore the shocked looks of your girls, as they were unaware of everything.

Teddy looks up from her folder, looking into your eyes. The heart surgeon sighs, shakes her head and then, after putting the folder under her armpit, she looks at you reproachfully.

"When did you first feel any of these symptoms?"

Damn, you're screwed. If a heart attack doesn't kill you, your girlfriends will do it.

"About a month ago"

Yours is little more than a whisper but alas, both your girls and Teddy hear it. Loud and clear.

In fact, chaos erupts within seconds.

"How could you underestimate it in this way?" We are talking about your health, y / n! "

Maya shakes her head at you, pissed off.

Carina starts pacing back and forth in the room, occasionally throwing bad looks at you, gesturing and muttering to herself in Italian.

The beep of the monitor increases in speed and both Maya and Carina stop, hushing and immediately coming to your side.

Teddy approaches you quickly, listening to your heartbeat with her stethoscope without losing sight of the monitor.

After a few minutes the blonde walks away, writing down other things on the folder she holds in her hands.

“I have prescribed an EKG that you will take today. Y / n, this is not something you should underestimate and you need to take it very seriously. A heart attack is not a joke and, unfortunately, it could repeat itself so try to rest and not strain yourself. We will keep you under observation for a couple of days and from the results of the exams we will understand what is wrong. Don't worry."

Teddy gives you a reassuring smile that you return. Her search-person suddenly rings and the doctor leaves you alone in the room.

Maya sits on the hospital bed and puts her arm around your shoulders, moving closer to you. She leaves you a kiss on the temple, closing her eyes with a shaky breath.

“It was terrifying; I have seen many terrible things in all these years but nothing has ever scared me like seeing you lying on the ground unable to do anything "

Maya sobs hiding her face in your neck. You look at her in surprise, holding her close to you. The blonde rarely indulged in her emotions, even when it was just the three of you.

Carina joins the embrace, hugging you with all her strength and whispering sweet words to you in Italian.

«Ti amo, ti amiamo… never hide such a thing from us again. Never."

You feel the tears of both wet your hospital gown. You hold them tight to yourself, cursing yourself for scaring them and not controlling yourself before it all escalates.

"Last night ... last night your chest hurt right?"

Carina's voice is little more than a whisper, shaking, scared and worried but you can still hear her and Maya too.

"Wait, what-"

Maya looks at you in confusion, wiping the last remnants of tears from her cheeks and waiting for an explanation.

Carina explains what happened last night and Maya is forced to use all of her self-control to avoid yelling at you about how reckless you were.

«Carina is a doctor, I'm a firefighter… we know what the symptoms are. It was stupid and reckless of you, y / n. "

Maya shakes her head, looking away from you and focusing on the ceiling instead.

“I'm sorry, it was stupid and I don't deny it but I didn't want to stress you further. I… you work so hard, I'm just a student and it didn't feel right to add other concerns to the ones you already have. I do not want to be a burden."

You sigh, wiping those few tears that have fallen, finally free from that thought that has tormented you for too long.

Maya and Carina exchange a look. They both knew you had a few happy days with your ex-girlfriend and that she had made you feel that way, made you feel ‘a burden’ but they didn’t believe you still were thinking about it.

«Bella, hey, you're not a burden to us, aren't you okay? Kylie was wrong and you know, did we work on it mm? "

Carina takes your face in her hands to get all your attention, a smile from her curls her lips and in her eyes you can see all the love she feels for you.

Maya intertwines your hands, giving you a smile.

«Car is right babe, you are not a burden and you never will be. We love you."

You caress her hand and smile at her. The two girls lie down on your sides, Carina on the right and Maya on the left, hugging you.

You still feel a burden to them but, damn, this is the best feeling ever. Squeezed between the two people you love most in this world.

Thanks for reading! So this is my first Marina x reader and I hope you enjoyed it. Constructive comments and criticisms are always appreciated. Have a great day!

P.s: requests are always open :)

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Reader is doubting herself because of a pretty rough fight with her dad (he is homophobic and doesn't accept his daughter being with two woman). When she comes home from her parents house, she is quiet and Maya and Carina know something went off again but don't ask her. But this topic soon rolls up when she is asking both of them if she is enough?

To say you didn´t get along with your father was an understatement. Most of the time he took his aggressive behavior out on you, which had already been shaped by alcohol when he was young and his negative attitude towards you was even more pronounced when you confessed to them that you were not only attracted to your own sex, but that you were also involved with two woman at once.

Just for your mother´s love, you promised her that you would come to dinner at least once a month, even if it meant enduring insults from your producer and swallowing the sadness and anger at the same time to not cry in front of him.

Having survived dinner with more lows than highs, you stood in front of your apartment and leaned your head briefly on the door to calm down and take a deep breath before going in; listening to the soft voices behind closed doors.

Hearing your two favorite human beings on earth, talking and apparently enjoying their dinner brought a soft and relieved smile to your face. Just the sounds of Maya and Carina´s voices were enough to save you from the thoughts of a messed up family.

Taking another deep breath, you turned the key you previously put into the lock and pushed the door open. Immediately, the faces of the gynecologist and the firewoman caught your eye and your smile spread to a wide beaming grin.

"Bella, you´re home!" the italian cheered and got up from her seat at the table. Maya also started to grin and got up after a sip of her water before she joined Carina and you in an embrace. "Babygirl."

You rested your head on their chests and draped your arms across both hips. The perfume of the two, mixed in your nose to a wonderful smell, despite the fact that they were completely different, and you pressed yourself even tighter to them, your weight know only held by their body.

Kisses on your hair and the gentle fingertips running down your back made you smile and close your eyes before they both pulled away and looked at you with a happy but also worried look in their eyes. "Are you hungry?"

"No, I´ve had enough. But thank you." you simply answered, starting to get rid of your shoes and your jacket that Maya helped you out of. "I just want to go shower and wash the day off of me."

Both nodded in agreement and walked towards the kitchen with you. You joined them for a moment and just watched them eat while following your thoughts of the past three hours, but it didn´t last long before the blonde brought you back to reality.

"I´m sorry, did you say something?"

"What did your mother cooked for dinner?" asked the blonde and deepened her gaze that rested on you- tilting her head and looking you up and down. In your head, the individual ingredients of your favorite meal and appetizers buzzed through your head, but none of them left your lips. "Stress, anxiety, insults."

Suddenly, silence surrounded the apartment.

With a half hearted smile that you managed to put on, you laid your hands on the table and pushed your body up to move away from the confused and at the same time sad women. The only thing you wanted right now was to take a hot shower and sink your thoughts into the sewer.

You disappeared into the bathroom and locked the door, without one last look at both of your girlfriends, before you leaned on the door exhaustively and slowly slid it down. You buried your face in your arms that were resting on your knees and replayed the day in your mind´s eye.

≈≈≈≈

You just stood staring at the reflection in the mirror in front of you, biting your bottom lip restlessly and in frustration. Your hands gripped the corners of the cool marble slap surrounding the sink in the bathroom you´d locked yourself in and even that couldn´t drive the heat out of your body.

Why were you here anyway? Couldn´t you have just stayed at home with your wives and not gone to your family home for dinner? That would have been far more harmless and would have spared you every heartache and pain you were feeling right now.

"Love triangle? This is abnormal and just plain disgusting!" Your father started arguing about your wrong lifestyle in the middle of dinner, again, and ended up with him right up in your face, fists clenched tight at his side to prevent him from doing something he would regret. "You are a lesbian and these types of women are not welcome in my house and under my roof. I´ll take the title ´daughter´ from you and from today on I don´t want to have anything to do with you. You´re worthless! Get out of my sight!" he screamed his lungs out.

And then both of you were screaming at each other at the same time and no one knew what they were saying anymore.

You felt a bubble full of anger at his words, an inexplicable and unreasonable surge of fury. "Fuck you. Just fuck all of you. I am done with your bullshit!" and without even thinking, you shoved your father away from you with full force and walked into the bathroom.

≈≈≈≈

A strong knock over you jerked you out of your thoughts. You reluctantly picked your gaze up and looked at the doorknob, which began to move. "I´m good, no worries." you answered softly, licking your lips nervously and wiping the tears from your face before leaning your head against the white wood.

"Are you sure, baby?"

There it was again, the silence that filled the room but didn´t reach your head. The words your father said, threw themselves into the foreground of your thoughts and the feeling of never being good enough for nothing and nobody flared up. "Y/n, is really everything alright?" the blonde´s bright and worried voice interrupted your train of thought and snapped you back to reality.

"Am I enough for.. Carina and you?" you gushed out without thinking first. Immediately you regretted the question that was burning on your tongue so badly when the two women asked you to open the door and threw your head against. "Please, bella."

Reluctantly, you slid sideways on the tiles and pulled yourself up at the sink before you took a deep breath and opened the door. Immediately, three arms gently pulled you towards them out of the bathroom while the other hand rested on your cheek and gently stroked over your skin.

"Bella, just because a person doesn´t see your worth and only identifies you based on your sexuality doesn´t mean you´re not good enough, okay?"

Tears started to burn in your eyes and you couldn´t hold them anymore. They started to flow indiscriminately and loud sobs began to fill the room. Emotions and nervousness that had built up over the day fell away from you and you hid your head in Carina´s chest full of lightness but also the feeling of heavy weakness.

"And you shouldn´t give a shit about that bastard´s opinion." Maya hissed, knowing damn well why you asked that question. "You will always be good enough for us. Even more; you are the best thing in our lives."

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Heart problems

Reader knows that hiding something to her girlfriends it’s not a good idea but chest pain it’s not something that they will just ignore, right?

TW: heart attack

Maya x Carina x reader

Requested: YES

One, two, three breaths ... the pain doesn't go away. No, this time the terrible chest pain just doesn't seem to be going to stop. An elephant has literally sat on you and you're having a hard time even breathing.

You untangle yourself with difficulty from Carina's grip, slipping out of Maya's too and, trying not to make any noise, you leave your bedroom and lock yourself in the bathroom.

As soon as the door closes, you squeeze your chest with your hand making a face and sitting on the ground, your back against the wall and your eyes closed as you wait for it to finish. It is the third time this week; it does not always happen at night, sometimes you are at university and you try hard to not to show how much it actually hurts you. And of course you hid it from your girls; a doctor and a firefighter captain tend to be a little overprotective in these situations and they are already busy and stressed, you don't need them to worry about you too. You don't want to be a burden to them. Your ex girlfriend would always blame you every time you were sick or something happened and even if those two angels you are with now made you realize that she was the wrong one and not you, you can't help but continue to believe that that which she said, perhaps, after all, had a basis of truth.

When chest pain decreased; you sigh and, as you stand up leaning against the wall to keep your balance, a light knock on the door almost makes you fall to the ground, catching you off guard.

"Bella, is everything okay in there?" It's four in the morning ... "

Carina's sleepy voice calms you before another pang makes you emit a groan that you can't hold back.

"Y / n, I'm entering"

Before you can even try to protest, the Italian has already entered your bathroom. Her sleepy look quickly turns into a worried one when she sees you with your right hand gripping the shirt right over your heart while with your left you lean against the wall to keep from falling. She quickly reaches your side, taking your face in her hands and catching your gaze.

"Bella, y / n what's wrong? Do you have a panic attack? "

You shake your head and give her a small smile. The pain has subsided again, you're okay, you just have to convince her that you are now.

“Car, I'm fine… really. I think I pulled a muscle or something in the gym, don't worry. I had a nightmare and I didn't want to wake you up so I came to the bathroom while I calmed down "

You don't even believe it but, considering the time and the fact that until recently the brunette was sleeping ... maybe your girlfriend will believe it and she'll go back to sleep.

"You know you have to wake us up when you have a nightmare, Bella ..."

Relief floods you when you realize that your girlfriend seems to have believed your lie.

«I know, I'm sorry… I didn't want to disturb you. You both had a long shift and you deserved some rest "

Carina sighs, shaking her head and bringing your foreheads closer to be able to kiss you.

"Let's go back to sleep mm?"

You nod and follow her. Exit the bathroom and hide under the covers. Maya moves a bit, hugging Carina as soon as she feels her close to her. You smile a little and put your arm around her waist, closing your eyes and trying to sleep.

……………………………………………………………………………

You wake up to the scent of pancakes, rubbing your eyes and holding back a yawn as you get up. The pain in your arm makes you make a grimace that you quickly hide as you enter the kitchen, being immediately greeted by the image of your girlfriends kissing.

"Good morning"

You smile before you sit down and put two pancakes on the plate.

Maya turns to you, smiling and moving closer before kissing you.

"Good morning love"

Carina glances at you, observing your interaction. Probably, since Maya didn't tell you anything, the Italian didn't talk to her about what happened last night.

"What time do you have class?" Carina speaks, sipping her precious coffee.

"Um ... in about three hours, you instead-"

A stab in your chest makes you drop your fork into the plate with a piece of pancake still skewered. You automatically squeeze the shirt with your hand as if this small gesture could alleviate, even if only slightly, that tremendous pain you are feeling right now.

"Bella? Hey! "

Carina catches you before you can fall off the chair; her and Maya give each other worried and panicked looks, trying to figure out what's wrong with you.

"Love, y / n what is it?"

The pain is stronger than the previous times, it takes your breath away and makes you squeeze your eyes so hard that you can't even answer; you gasp in search of air, limiting yourself to tighten the shirt even more tightly.

"W-I think i-is the heart"

Each word is like a stab.

Maya and Carina make you lie down quickly on the ground as their medical knowledge takes over. Carina runs to get her gown from your bedroom closet; although she was in gynecology she never wanted to leave the stethoscope and now she is particularly grateful.

Maya holds your hand, quickly dialing the emergency number and talking to what you think is Vic.

A groan of pain tears your lips while a particularly strong pang pierces you.

"Hey, hey, it's okay ... stay with us, stay with us Bells."

Carina almost screams; despite her medical training, she can't help being emotional, not right now. Not with you on the verge of a heart attack.

"Breathe babe, breathe, you have to breathe"

Maya says and if this were not the case, you would laugh in her face. Of course, it is easy to say on the other side.

Carina tears off your shirt before listening to your heartbeat. She moves the cold stethoscope across your chest, first to the left breast and then under the right one.

"Accidenti, cazzo, cazzo ... non va bene, per niente bene, è troppo veloce” (Damn, fuck, fuck ... not good, not good at all, it's too fast)

It is more than easy to understand that Carina's words are nothing more than real curses.

Maya is still on the phone but she doesn't lose sight of you for a second.

The pain suddenly increases, forcing you to close your eyes and to breathe harder and harder as you feel the weakness invade your body. You begin to lose consciousness and when your grip on Maya's hand loosens, the firefighter realizes that the situation is getting worse; faster than she expected.

"Vic, damn it, where is that ambulance? Y / n, hey! No, you gotta stay awake okay? Stay awake. "

The blonde barely refrains from screaming while Carina takes your face in her hands, barely holding back her tears.

«Hey, hey… baby, you have to breathe; you can't leave us okay? Please, hold on, the ambulance is coming-y / n !! "

You stop fighting it, the pain is unmanageable and you just let go. The last thing you hear are the screams of Maya and Carina telling you to stay with them.

Carina freezes when she sees your head go limp against her hands.

"No no no, y / n, wake up, come on, wake up"

The Italian puts two trembling fingers on your neck, praying to hear your heartbeat under your fingertips.

"Fuck, Maya, we have to start CPR"

Carina stretches you completely on the ground, lifting your chin upwards and starting the compressions.

One, two, three, four, five.

Maya stands there, motionless, not even answering Vic who is yelling at her on the phone. Her gaze is fixed on your deathly pale face while the only thing she would like to do is throw up and wake up from this nightmare.

"Maya! Maya I need you, you have to give me a hand! "

Carina screams at her wife before blowing air into your lungs and then repeating the compressions.

Maya seems to wake up from her state of shock the same moment Dean, Travis and Andy enter the apartment door and run with the stretcher towards the three of you.

"How long have she been in fibrillation?"

"For about two minutes, I have already performed two cycles of compressions without any results"

Carina says about her and, as soon as Andy takes her place in carrying out the compressions, she bursts into tears and Maya walks quickly towards her, holding her wife in her arms.

After the fourth round of useless compressions, Dean takes the defibrillator. He waits for it to load before placing the metal plates one on your left breast and the other about ten centimeters under your right armpit.

"Charge at 200. Clear!"

Your body jumps and both Carina and Maya are forced to look away from that terrifying sight.

Everyone's eyes turn to the monitor but the flat line creates even more tension in the room. Travis quickly takes Andy's place, performing two more rounds of compressions before Dean charges the defibrillator again.

"Charge at 300. Clear!"

Your body jolts again. And after a few seconds, the flat line on the monitor disappears.

Carina begins to cry, releasing all the tension she has built up in the last few minutes. Maya, on the other hand, barely holds back her tears, hugging Carina with her arm wrapped around her waist as they watch Travis, Dean and Andy settle on the stretcher and put on you an oxygen mask before leaving the apartment.

Carina and Maya get into the ambulance, they both hold your hand refusing to leave your side even for just a minute.

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"Bella, you're awake!"

"Hey babe, you scared us a lot, you know?"

Your girls get even closer to the hospital bed and you give them a smile.

You grab the mask you have on your face with your free hand and, just when you are about to take it off, Maya blocks your wrist and Carina gives you a reproachful look.

"Don't even think about it Bella, you have to keep it on"

"Your heart is recovering and you need to rest y / n, no arguments about it" Maya uses her "captain's voice", as you and Carina call it. And when she uses it, what she says becomes law.

You push your hand away from the mask with a snort. Maya opens her mouth to say something but she is interrupted by the door of the room opening, letting Teddy in.

«Hey y / n, glad you woke . You scared us. How do you feel? "

You shrug your shoulders; your chest hurts and you feel a little weak but you are fine. There is nothing wrong with you.

"I'm fine Teddy, a little tired but I'm fine"

Teddy nods, writing something down on the folder she holds in her hands.

"You have already felt pains in the chest, pains in the arm or jaw in the last few days ... maybe even followed by dizziness, syncope ..."

You nod trying to ignore the shocked looks of your girls, as they were unaware of everything.

Teddy looks up from her folder, looking into your eyes. The heart surgeon sighs, shakes her head and then, after putting the folder under her armpit, she looks at you reproachfully.

"When did you first feel any of these symptoms?"

Damn, you're screwed. If a heart attack doesn't kill you, your girlfriends will do it.

"About a month ago"

Yours is little more than a whisper but alas, both your girls and Teddy hear it. Loud and clear.

In fact, chaos erupts within seconds.

"How could you underestimate it in this way?" We are talking about your health, y / n! "

Maya shakes her head at you, pissed off.

Carina starts pacing back and forth in the room, occasionally throwing bad looks at you, gesturing and muttering to herself in Italian.

The beep of the monitor increases in speed and both Maya and Carina stop, hushing and immediately coming to your side.

Teddy approaches you quickly, listening to your heartbeat with her stethoscope without losing sight of the monitor.

After a few minutes the blonde walks away, writing down other things on the folder she holds in her hands.

“I have prescribed an EKG that you will take today. Y / n, this is not something you should underestimate and you need to take it very seriously. A heart attack is not a joke and, unfortunately, it could repeat itself so try to rest and not strain yourself. We will keep you under observation for a couple of days and from the results of the exams we will understand what is wrong. Don't worry."

Teddy gives you a reassuring smile that you return. Her search-person suddenly rings and the doctor leaves you alone in the room.

Maya sits on the hospital bed and puts her arm around your shoulders, moving closer to you. She leaves you a kiss on the temple, closing her eyes with a shaky breath.

“It was terrifying; I have seen many terrible things in all these years but nothing has ever scared me like seeing you lying on the ground unable to do anything "

Maya sobs hiding her face in your neck. You look at her in surprise, holding her close to you. The blonde rarely indulged in her emotions, even when it was just the three of you.

Carina joins the embrace, hugging you with all her strength and whispering sweet words to you in Italian.

«Ti amo, ti amiamo… never hide such a thing from us again. Never."

You feel the tears of both wet your hospital gown. You hold them tight to yourself, cursing yourself for scaring them and not controlling yourself before it all escalates.

"Last night ... last night your chest hurt right?"

Carina's voice is little more than a whisper, shaking, scared and worried but you can still hear her and Maya too.

"Wait, what-"

Maya looks at you in confusion, wiping the last remnants of tears from her cheeks and waiting for an explanation.

Carina explains what happened last night and Maya is forced to use all of her self-control to avoid yelling at you about how reckless you were.

«Carina is a doctor, I'm a firefighter… we know what the symptoms are. It was stupid and reckless of you, y / n. "

Maya shakes her head, looking away from you and focusing on the ceiling instead.

“I'm sorry, it was stupid and I don't deny it but I didn't want to stress you further. I… you work so hard, I'm just a student and it didn't feel right to add other concerns to the ones you already have. I do not want to be a burden."

You sigh, wiping those few tears that have fallen, finally free from that thought that has tormented you for too long.

Maya and Carina exchange a look. They both knew you had a few happy days with your ex-girlfriend and that she had made you feel that way, made you feel ‘a burden’ but they didn’t believe you still were thinking about it.

«Bella, hey, you're not a burden to us, aren't you okay? Kylie was wrong and you know, did we work on it mm? "

Carina takes your face in her hands to get all your attention, a smile from her curls her lips and in her eyes you can see all the love she feels for you.

Maya intertwines your hands, giving you a smile.

«Car is right babe, you are not a burden and you never will be. We love you."

You caress her hand and smile at her. The two girls lie down on your sides, Carina on the right and Maya on the left, hugging you.

You still feel a burden to them but, damn, this is the best feeling ever. Squeezed between the two people you love most in this world.

Thanks for reading! So this is my first Marina x reader and I hope you enjoyed it. Constructive comments and criticisms are always appreciated. Have a great day!

P.s: requests are always open :)

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“Im very proud about my personal life” 🥰😍

So happy this little bean (both of them actually) felt safe and comfortable enough to be so open.

“I’m sorry if you guys have ever felt shame… because it’s miserable” 🥺

Saw this floating around Twitter multiple times. 100% of the credit (and the thanks) goes to the original poster

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Live Wives Reactions · Gentleman Jack s02e01

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waverly being scared of losing her girlfriend & wynonna being scared of losing her best friend

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HAPPIEST SEASON (2020) dir. Clea DuVall

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HAPPIEST SEASON (2020) dir. Clea DuVall

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Luisita: we know our relationship is not perfect...

Amelia: ... but it is exactly where we want to be.

#Luimelia 2x01

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Last night Paula Usero made queer women all over the world rejoice (and cry) by answering the question “are you straight?” and it must be shared. Not only did she answer for herself but she said some of the loveliest words I’ve ever heard about being brave and accepting yourself and for that reason we have to stan.

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juliantina appreciation week #2: valentina + blue

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Juliana Valdés once said Credits: Akemi406_ on twitter