Cyann: It's okay, Baby. You'll be fine. Shhhh...Just try to sleep. Mommy has you.
Brenna walks in with an idea.
Cyann: That's so sweet of you, but you don't like that she wants to eat it when she can get her hands on it.
Brenna: I know, but she's sick, so she can have it if it will make her feel better. Then you can wash it later.
Cyann: Awww! I sure would. But I think maybe we'll hold off on giving it to her until later. She really just wants to be held right now. Thank you.
Brenna climbs up on the other chair to ask her mother questions about when Brooklyn will feel better. As she's talking, Grayson walks in.
Cyann: That's because you took the last of it. I'll have to run out and get you some more.
Grayson: Are you going to go now? I really need it. These symptoms are killing me.
Cyann: Maybe you should try drinking some more juice and having a cup of soup until I can get to the store. I promise you won't die before then.
Cyann: Take some ibuprofen, it will bring the fever down. Look in the bathroom cabinet. I'm sure there's some in there. I just bought a new bottle a couple of weeks ago.
Grayson (moaning): Mmmm....I know I called out of work today, but I should let them know I won't be there tomorrow either.
Grayson: I wish I could be where Brooklyn is right now. Nice and cozy and being taken care of.
Cyann: Awww, Poor Baby. I only have one lap to give and the most helpless gets it. Maybe later when she's settled down I can give you more attention and take care of you.
Grayson moans again and then he starts to head to the bathroom to find the ibuprofen and then lie down.
Grayson: Yes, Baby?
Brenna: I can take care of you.
Grayson: Thank you, Sweetheart! But I don't want to get you sick too. So maybe it's best you don't get to close.
Brenna (sounding disappointed): Well, I hope Mommy can get you the medicine before you die.
Grayson and Cyann laugh.
Grayson: I'm sure Mommy won't let me get that bad. I'm not that close to death yet. Don't you worry about it. I will live a while longer.
Cyann: Yes, Daddy is exaggerating. He's not really dying. He just wants more sympathy from Mommy.
Brenna: Oh! Okay. Good.
Grayson leaves and after a few minutes, the doorbell rings.
Brenna: I'll watch her, Mommy.
Cyann: I know you will. You're so helpful.
Brooklyn starts to cry, but after making a face and some noise, she changes her mind and just dozes off. Cyann goes to the door and sees Ember, so she let's her and Erwyn in. Cyann explains that there is illness in the house, asks Ember to go to the living room and then goes to get a bottle of juice for Brooklyn to see if she can convince her to drink something. Ember and Erwyn go to the living room.
Ember: Hi, Brenna.
Brenna: Hi! Brookie's sick today and so is my daddy. But I'm not sick and neither is Mommy.
Ember: Yes, so I've heard. Well, it's good you can both take care of your sister and your father.
Erwyn: Can we play?
Brenna: Sure. Auntie Em, can you please watch Brookie. I told Mommy I would, but she'll be okay if you watch her 'cause you're older.
Ember (laughing): I sure can. You two go ahead and play. But Erwyn, we're not staying too long.
The girls head to Brenna's room, chatting along the way.
Ember: Poor baby. I know you wish you could be the busy bee you are. I hate seeing you like this.
Cyann returns with a bottle in her hand, picks up Brooklyn and tries to offer it to her, but Brooklyn's not interested.
Cyann: It's been between 99 and 101. The doctor recommended some medicine and she's been getting it, so it drops for a while. It's getting the medicine back in her that takes a while. But I have to go to the pharmacy to get more medicine for Grayson, the other baby, and I'll see if I can get the form that goes in rectally like they give at the hospital.
Ember: Good. That should make it easier. I can go to the pharmacy for you if you'd like.
Cyann: Thanks, but I want to grab a couple of other things while I'm out, including more soup for Gray. So what brings you by?
Cyann: Cool. How did you find her?
Ember: Honestly, Erwyn found her. We were at the Flavor Café and Erwyn seemed to be amazed by her. I wasn't even paying attention to anything going on around me. But Erwyn kept mentioning her looks and that finally made me look up.
Cyann: A little business woman in the making, huh?
Ember: I sure hope so.
Ember: That would be wonderful. Thanks!
Cyann: I'm sure it will all work out. Congratulations on the new model. I'd love to see them all one day. Plus, I'm glad you are feeling better. You were frustrated the last time you talked about needing more models.
Cyann: I'm so glad to hear that. We're glad you're here. I did miss you for years, now my phone bill is much cheaper. Gray is loving that. Speaking of coming out, I need to be getting out.
Cyann: Umm..Honorary sister over here. No need to thank me. We're family. That's what we do.
Ember: That's why I love ya.
Thanks for stopping by. ~ Jaye