tw:vomit, food poising

wandas pov

"are you okay rosie?" i questioned, i had just walked past a mirror to get changed, and noticed i was pale too. we were both in the process of changing into shorts and a vest top. i found this outfit choice weird for rosie, who normally wore a sweatshirt to bed. "are you?" she replied.
"i umm-yeah...what did you think of the food"
"i've definitely had better, honestly the restaurant i wanted to go to had shut down, so i took us to the first one we saw. how did you find the food"
"i have also had better" she replied, whilst we both sat on the bed.

as soon as i sat down, i felt a wave of nausea come over me, and rushed to the bathroom before emptying my stomach. rosie, who was now practically green in the face, pulled the pieces of hair into a hairband, which i assumed she removed from the braid. i noticed her hair was also now up, before flushing the toilet and leaning against the wall. rosie soon took my place and threw up in the toilet after me. once she had finished she repeated my actions. "so the food was shit" i stated, slightly out of breath. "oh god, i only ate it because i didn't want to make you feel bad"
"i only ate it because-"
"hold that thought" rosie cut me off, leaning over the toilet once more. i would've attempted to rub her back, but every movement made me feel more sick. she quickly returned to her seat on the wall next to me "continue"
"i also ate it because you looked like you were enjoying it" i said, quickly rushing to the toilet again.
"we need to get water, i'll go and get two glasses, we're gonna get dehydrated" she stated.
"you're gonna get to the kitchen and back without throwing up?" i questioned. she just shook her head, this movement alone caused her to throw up again. "we need to ask nat to get them"
"she'll go all mother hen?"
"sam?" i asked
"everyone here will go mother hen"
"peter?"
"he'd snake us out to tony, i'm just gonna go" she stated, before pushing herself off of the wall. once again she vomited, "you know, there's a sink, we can wait a bit to get water"
"yeah, it will be fine" and with that we sat, taking it in turns to lean over the toilet, for the next 2, incredibly long hours.

*knock knock*

me and rosie both sighed before she said "who is it?" trying her best to sound normal. right now, she looked like a shell of rosie, and i can imagine i didn't look any better "its nat, can i come in"
"no!" i exclaimed panicked
"what are you guys doing in there?'" she said with concern in her voice
"umm drugs" i replied as rosie shut her eyes in disdain, neither of us really moved except to throw up.
"i'm coming in"
"okay, but only if you are, get us two bottles of water" rosie stated
"i can only come in if i get you water... okay i'll be right back" as we heard her walk away rosie just said
"if she's gonna see us, we may as well get some water out of it" i turned my head slowly to look at her, noticing a sheen of sweat
"you're sweating" i said, without meaning to
"my stamina of steel isn't cut out for this" she replied with a dry laugh. natasha knocked on the door once more
"i've got the water, can i come in now"
"okay fine" i said in reply.

nats pov

i stepped into rosies room, it was empty so i knocked on the bathroom door "you guys in there...together" i asked cautiously
"yes"was all rosie said in return. both her and wandas voice sounded strained
"can i...come in...is everyone fully clothed?" i asked
"yes" wanda now said. i opened the door to see both girls leaned across the wall by the toilet. neither was making contact with the other, except for rosies finger tips slightly overlapping wandas. wanda was sweating profusely and i even saw a shine of sweat on rosies forehead. both were a few shades to pale, which lead the bags under their eyes to look like bruises. the time was currently 11:30 after they had returned from their date just after 9. i placed the water next to each girl, before touching the back of my hand to each of their foreheads. "friday, what temperature is rosie and wanda"
"ms.robertson's temperature is 39 degrees and ms. maximoff temperature is 38 degrees"
"shit..." i muttered to myself. both girls had barely acknowledged my presence in the room. i felt like asking if they were okay would be stupid. "not again..." i heard rosie whisper before throwing up into the toilet. most of it was bile, meaning her stomach was probably empty. i rubbed her back before she flushed the toilet and leaned back against the wall closing her eyes. "take small sips of water" the girls picked up the bottles i had got them. "and i will be back with some cool towels"
"please dont tell anyone" wanda whispered. i obeyed, the rest of the tower was asleep. i went to the linen closet and took at two flannels before going back to their room. i ran them under cold water. i placed them over both girls foreheads. the fact that they hadn't called straight away told me they were most likely embarrassed. "call me if you need anything" i informed them before leaving my room to go to bed. i would check up on them when a nightmare inevitably woke me from my slumber.

3am

i was jolted awake by a nightmare. it wasn't particularly bad, so i slipped on my dressing gown and went to rosies room. i knocked on the door "come in" i heard from a tired sounding rosie. i walked in, then to the bathroom, and found both her and wanda in the exact same position "you guys want more water" i asked looking at their empty bottles.
"please" wanda said. i nodded before filling both their bottles at rosies sink.
"you guys look like shit" the corner of both girls lips turned up slightly
"way to kick a girl when shes down" wanda said before heaving herself of the floor again. i sat behind her, rubbing her lower back. after she had taken her seat back next to wanda i stated "i take it you aren't ready for solid food" causing both girls to shake their head. i nodded, on the bright side, they could now shake their head without vomiting "move to the bed?"
"but its so cool here" wanda said.
"okay, i'm gonna go try and get some sleep, call me if you need anything" and with that i returned back to my room.

wandas pov

me and rosie were still vomiting intermittently. my body ached, and i could tell hers did also. she now had her head leaned ever so slightly on my shoulder, ready to move it if need be. for the most part i had stopped, but for some reason, despite us eating the same thing, and both eating around the same amount, rosies hadn't "do illnesses always hit you like a tonne of bricks" to which she just nodded before saying "i dont have the best immune system"
"so a lorry can't do shit, but a bad cold" i said causing her to laugh. she drank another small sip of her water
"been this way since i was a kid" i slowly nodded.
"i'm gonna stand up to grab my pillow, try and get some sleep, you want yours?" i now felt i had the strength to walk again without throwing up.
"umm no, can you get froggie?" she asked to which i jus nodded. i very slowly, very cautiously, made my way over to our bed and back. "get some sleep wands, you look exhausted, beautiful but exhausted" i was cautious, seeing how sick rosie still was but eventually gave in, putting my pillow on the floor and allowing my unconscious to take over.

third person pov

rosie had been throwing up all night before hearing a quiet knock on the door. she looked over at wanda, still fast asleep. she breathed out a sigh of relief "who is it?" she asked
"its sam, can i come in?" he questioned.
"now isn't a good time sam, can i talk to you this afternoon?"
"yeah sure, you aren't going on your run?"
"wandas still asleep i dont want to wake her, can you get nat for me?"
"yeah sure kid, she'll be here in a minute" and with that sam went on search of nat. he found her sitting on a sofa in the common room reading "hey nat, rosie wants you" natashas eyes widened ever so slightly, it was unlike rosie to ask of anything
"did she say what for?"
"no, but even from her voice she sounded exhausted, not running this morning either"
"okay, thanks sam, i'll go check on her" and with that, natasha walked to rosie and wandas door.

she walked straight in, knowing rosie had asked for her to come. she heard the toilet flushing before walking into the room
"hey nat, voice low, wandas asleep"
"noted, what can i get for you?"
"i dont know, but i also really dont want to faint, any suggestions?"
"well what did your parents do when you were sick?"
"you dont want to know, trust me"
"okay, ever tried gatorade? its like a sugary drink. hopefully raise your glucose levels" rosie nodded "i'll go grab you one, sit tight" natasha then left to retrieve a blue gaterade from the kitchen and returning to give it to rosie.
"small sips okay" rosie nodded once more
"can you talk nat, about anything, i feel like i'm hearing and smelling everything in this compound right now, and i just need anything to distract me" so with that natasha talked as rosie took small sips of the gaterade, about anything, a lot about a tall muscular superhero with a bird themed costume. once she was done natasha offered the girl a small smile before seeing her eyes widen "if you have to throw up rosie..."
"i really dont want to, not again"
"i know, i'm here" so rosie threw up, for what both natasha and rosie hoped would be the final time. her eyes were glistening with tears, her throat now burning intensely, as she sat back, leaning on natasha
"god, i feel like i've thrown up 50 times"
"stop being so dramatic"
"fine 25" natasha sighed at what she expected to be girls over dramatisation
"jarvis, how many times has rosie vomited"
"ms.robertson has thrown up 23 times commencing at 10:09 last night"
"shit"  natasha muttered to herself.
"i have a pretty crappy immune system" i wrapped my arms around the small girl in front of me, who was now shivering
"her fever broke friday?"
"not yet, but ms.maximoffs fever has"
"that's good news" rosie smiled upon hearing that wanda was getting better

natashas pov

we sat like this until 8am as we heard wanda stir awake next to us, me leaning against the wall and rosie leaning against me. she sat up slowly, looking a lot better than i had previously seen her "morning wanda" i said. the girl was startled up as i announced my presence in the room. her eyes softened as she saw a tired rosie leaning against me "morning wands" she said with a small smile "morning rose" wanda said smiling in return.
"are you ready to try something solid wanda?" both wanda and i could tell rosie hadn't reached the same stage so she nodded
"yeah i'm going to go downstairs, see if sam can make me some toast, he and steve are gonna be the only ones down there"
"okay, we'll join you later" i said as rosie nodded still leaning her back on my torso "can you grab a gaterade on your way up, not blue, can't see that twice" i muttered the last part almost silently
"sorry" rosie whispered in response, before addressing wanda "can you ask sam not to make the rest of the group anything to gross or strong smelling, my senses are still in override" wanda nodded before slipping out of the room. she returned a few minutes later with the gaterade, deciding to give it to rosie before grabbing some toast.  "small sips" rosie once more nodded

"can you talk some more...please"
"of course i can" so i told rosie some stories about russia, more specifically my little sister yelena
"ever think to visit?" rosie asked
"sometimes, i'm not sure if she wants to see me"
"i'm sure she does, i would give anything to see my big sister again" i was pretty sure rosie had no idea what she was saying right now and felt bad taking advantage but...
"you have a big sister?"
"had, she died in the experiments" rosie said as she pulled her frog into her and began drifting off in natashas lap
"i'm so sorry rosie"
"hey, you didn't experiment on us, just thought you should know, that a sister is always a sister, whether or not shes a friend, yelena probably wants to see you too" and with that rosies breathing slowed, signifying to me she was asleep. to ensure she wasn't awoken, i slipped my phone out of my pocket texting both sam and steve a)not to come up and b)not to let anyone else come up and c)make sure wanda was okay. with rosie asleep on my chest, i just scrolled through instagram. i had a private account only adding people i knew.

after about an hour, rosie jolted awake, gasping for air and suddenly leaning over the toilet, i followed her and rubbed her back, flushing the toilet once she was done. at this point, her throat must've been red raw as i saw a few tears roll down her cheeks. i lent back against the wall, pulling her into me once more. "what time is it?" a half asleep rosie asked
"9:30 in the morning"
"you need to go help sam make breakfast"
"i dont need to be anywhere but here"
"aren't you hungry?" she said turning around, teary eyed, to look at me
"i'll get something in a bit"
"so you aren't going to leave" i got a small sense of desperation from her voice
"do you want me to leave?"
"no" was all she muttered before turning back around and leaning against me
"good because i dont want to leave"
"if you wanted to have something that doesn't smell strong, you could probably eat it here and i'd be fine, or something that smells good and could distract me from all the other smells"
"like sams smoothie"
"does he make any that aren't green, or blue" i laughed slightly at the last part
"i sure hope so" and with that i pulled out my phone to text sam

sam

nat:hey sam, can you bring a none green or blue smoothie to rosies bathroom for me. also, i can't help you make breakfast

sam:of course, strawberry and banana sound okay

nat:perfect

sam:hey everything okay, wanda said the girls got hit with a bout of food poisoning

nat:yeah i think she'll be okay, apparently she doesn't have the best immune system

sam:oh god
so dry toast like wanda is a no go

nat:she threw up again a few minutes ago
only got 1 hour of sleep before having a nightmare

sam:that's why she asked for you earlier

nat:yeah currently sat with her leaning against me half asleep

sam:steve is in a similar position with wanda curled up next to him on the couch

nat:shes shivering, but i know i shouldn't put a blanket over her before her fever breaks

suddenly i dropped her phone as rosie clutched her head "rosie are you okay?"
"maybe a smoothie wasn't a great idea, you'd think tony could invent a quieter blender" and a few moments later rosie stopped the blender must've turned off and lent against nat once more "tell me more about your sister?" rosie asked causing me to smile and talk until sam turned up with the smoothie. he knocked on the door which pulled me and rosie out of our bubble "its open, and i'm not moving which means nat can't move" rosie said, sick rosie was 10x more demanding than non-sick rosie but i think that's because she was almost in a state of delirium. sam walked into the bedroom, then into the bathroom.

third person pov

"hey kid, how you feeling" he asked, whilst handing nat a smoothie, which she immediately began drinking, practically chugging it
"10x better than last night, 10x worse than normal" rosie stated which caused sam to chuckle.
"mind if i join you" sam asked, at this point natasha was distracted by drinking the large smoothie sam had provided her, expecting her to be hungry. the corners of rosies lips turned up "please, be my guest" she said as sam lowered himself to the floor. natasha, who had now finished the smoothie, aware the swallowing may have made rosies head hurt more, leaned subtly on sams shoulder, who in turn put his hand round her and reached to hold rosies hand "hows wanda?" rosie asked
"she is currently curled up on the couch sleeping with cap" this assurance caused rosie to smile
"did she eat the toast?"
"two whole slices"
"that's great" rosie said, still smiling
"you know, you should worry about yourself more kid"
"here i was thinking that was your job" rosie stated causing sam to laugh. neither had noticed the sleeping red head on sams shoulder as they continued to talk. sam could here how tired and strained rosies voice sounded, but didn't want to say anything. they sat talking for another hour before natasha slowly woke up to sam laughing and rosie trying her best not to, in an attempt not to hurt her throat.

rosie was first to notice nats movement as her body tensed slightly realising she had fallen asleep "hey nat"
"hey...how long was i out?"
"an hour or so" sam replied
"i didn't have a single nightmare"
"sometimes, other peoples body heat helps, especially those you care about. you know, make you feel safer secure. never really worked for me except once a couple nights ago" rosie suggested
"yeah i think that's it...you finally ready for some toast" natasha questioned cautiously
"yeah... i think i am" rosie replied, equally cautiously
"steve texted saying that training had started a few minutes ago, everyone's their but wanda who's asleep on the couch" sam informed the two women
"well lets go" natasha said. sam got up first, before helping rosie get up and then natasha. rosie leant against a wall, as if her legs couldn't carry all our weight. rosie gave natasha a get sam out i need to say something privately look which natasha understood "sam, can you wait for us outside". sam nodded and walked out the room.
"after exposing everything about myself to you, i feel slightly less uncomfortable doing this, can you help me?" rosie asked indicating to the shower. with that natasha helped the girl wash her body, avoiding getting her hair wet, and then helped her get dressed.
"thank you" rosie said sincerely
"its no problem, now lets get you some toast" natasha wrapped her arm around rosies shoulder before meeting sam outside the room and going downstairs.

when the trio got downstairs, wanda was still fast asleep. her skin colour was almost back to normal, and the bags under her eyes no darker than normal. rosies appearance was yet to make such leaps, but she looked slightly better. natasha decided it would be best for rosie to eat on the couch, avoiding the strong smells of the kitchen, so she sat beside wanda, placing her head onto her lap, and softly stroking her hair, causing the girl to smile in her sleep. once given the plate of toast, rosie held it up to her and took small sips bites with caution. she almost finished one of the slices before shaking her head "i really can't eat any more nat"
"hey, that's okay, me and sam will eat the other piece" rosie smiled as she saw natasha pick up the second piece and take a bite out of it as she walked into the kitchen. she sat on the sofa, still stroking wandas hair until she woke up half an hour later.