Stomach Struggles
Stomach aches were the bane of your existence.
They hurt and they made you sick almost every single time without fail. So when you woke up on the day you and Wanda had finally scheduled a date for the first time in months and felt like you were going to spending the day with your head in the toilet you couldn't help the tears that fell.
Wanda and Nat were still on their mission and should be getting back at around four this afternoon.
You put all of your energy into rolling over, gazing at your phone screen and unplugging it you blearily looked at the time.
You couldn't help the few extra tears that fell. 4:30am. No wonder it was still dark and you hadn't heard your alarm. It wasn't going to go off for another two hours. You knew there was no going back to sleep now. The pain was too much but you couldn't find it in you to find some pain medicine that your girls had stashed somewhere in the bathroom.
Deciding there was no point being sad about something you couldn't change you began to sift through the bedside table's draw.
You were sure you had hidden some stuff in there incase you got sick in the night. The chronic stomach aches hit whenever so it was good to be prepared. And you knew Wanda had restocked the stash before she left.
Nat had made a big fuss with fury about leaving you all alone for a few days. Worried they wouldn't be there if you needed them. You were sad when they left but it was nothing on how much you missed them now. Now when you needed them most.
Your finger wrapped around what you were looking for. Pulling out the small container of your emergency supplies your sleepy fingers fumbled with the small lid before it finally came off with a small pop.
You checked what was there. Gratefully and teary eyed as you knew Wanda had taken extra care this time, you pulled out the small note. Written in her loopy script it said how much they loved you and how if you needed anything from the box at all you were to call them and tell them. Wanda signed it with a kiss of her red lipstick on the note.
Your fingers brushed over the print and another few tears fell. Carefully you folded the note and placed it on the bedside.
Reaching into the box you found a small packet of pain meds and sobbed in relief. Carefully you took the right dose and put them on the bedside beside the note.
With shaking hands you pulled out on the sickbags from the small pile of them in the bottom of the box. You knew it was better to have it ready if you need it than not.
Looking in the rest of the box there were three more things. A bottle of pepto bismol which you turned your nose up at. Another bottle of water and a small pack of crackers. And lastly a small stuffed plushie of a frog.
You rolled your eyes but pulled it out and hugged it to your chest. Burying your face in the soft fuzzy fur, it smelt like Wanda and you let another few tears fall.
Turning to the bedside and placing the box on the ground you picked up your phone. Wanda had said to call them if you needed them.
But would you get in trouble? With the plushie still under one arm you hesitated before tapping her contact. Was it too early to call them? The line trilled once, twice, three times and then Wanda picked up
"Y/n?" Her sleepy voice came through the line and you choked back another sob but it didn't work as a small noise came out. That seemed to wake Wanda up.
"Baby?" She asked sounding more alert. "Are you ok my sweet?"
"Where's natty?" You asked sounding small and vulnerable you dodged the question.
"Shes here sleeping beside me. Baby are you ok?" She repeated, "did you have a nightmare my love?" She asked with a soft voice. "N-no." You hated that your voice shook and let out another small sob.
"Is it your tummy baby girl?" Wanda asked now waking up nat who would be mad if she missed a chance to talk to you.
Nat grumbled and threw a hand over her eyes. Wanda nudged her side and covered the phone receiver.
"Its Y/n/n she doesn't feel good." Wanda said and nat sat bolt upright. Taking the phone from Wanda.
"Y/n? Are you ok my love?" She said her voice slightly sleepy but still alert.
"N-natty?" You asked.
"Yes baby I'm here." She cooed.
"H-hurts." You said.
"Oh baby where does it hurt my love?" Wanda asked and you realised you were on speaker.
"S-stomach a-and head." You muttered brokenly. You heard shuffling on the other side.
"W-wands whats g-going on a-are you guys o-ok?" You asked.
"We're fine baby natty's packing the bags, the missions basically over they can send a relief team, our girl needs us fury can shove it u-"
"Baby lets go. Ill call fury on the way." nat cut her off making you giggle.
"N-no i-i-ill be ok. Y-you don't need to come b-back." Wanda frowned.
"Baby we want to make sure your ok. You don't have to do it all by yourself anymore sweets natty and i are here now." She said.
Her frown deepened as your didn't respond. You wanted to, you really did. You wanted to tell her how much you owed her and nat but the nausea peaked, and you found yourself leaning forward and dropping the phone as you clumsily pulled the sickbag under you chin and gaged.
"Baby?" Wanda's voice came through the phone that was where in the sheets. Nat was by her side and mimicked the sentiment.
"Y/n? Are you alright?" She said sounding urgent. All they were met with were the sounds of you being sick as you threw up into the sick bag. If they weren't worried before they were now.
"Oh sweetheart." Wands cooed. "Its ok. Your ok" she hushed knowing how much you hated being sick.
"Baby we'll be there soon ok? Stay on the phone with us." You merely sobbed in response as you gagged again into the bag. Your tiny whimpers broke Nat's heart.
"Screw this." Nat said and Wanda raised an eyebrow "I'm calling tony to send us a jet it'll be way faster." Wanda nodded and return her attention to you.
"Crap baby my phones gonna die. We haven't been able to charge them. I want you to keep track of how often your sick and natty and i will be home soon. I lov-" the phone cut out and the beep told you the line was dead.
You sobbed and stood on shaky legs to dispose of the sickbag. Your head swam and you sat back down.
"Bad idea" you muttered and put the gross bag into the small bin by the bed, unable to fully get rid of it.
Pulling the sheets up exhaustion hit and you tried to go back to sleep. After tossing and turning for about a half hour the nausea was back again.
You quickly pulled out another bag and threw up again. After another few bouts of dry heaving you were throwing up again.
With you head in the bag you didn't see the door open. Unaware of another presence in the room until a warm hand was rubbing circles on your back. You flinched away and dry heaved again through the sobs.
"Oh baby its ok we're here now. You felt the bed dip on either-side and almost cried as you realised they were here. They were back. When you were done you carefully set the bag in the bin and nat raised an eyebrow at the sickbags in the bin, as you threw yourself into their arms.
"Oof" nat said and wrapped her arms around you anyway.
"Oh baby it's ok" Wanda said taking you from nat and rocking you back and forth in her arms. "How many times my sweet."
With a small voice you replied “two." Wanda sucked a breath in.
"And why are they still here?" Nat said looking at the sickbags and earning a glare from Wanda who was also curious.
"Couldn't get up. Lightheaded. Thought was gonna pass out" you said snuggling into Wanda's chest and missing the two girls exchanged worried looks.
"Baby are you feeling anything else? Do you feel warm at all?" She said pulling you back slightly and laying a hand on your forehead. You had your eyes closed but hummed at the skin to skin contact.
"Does she?" Nat asked
"No. She feels fine." Wanda said and you snuggled back into her.
"Let's just hope it what it normally is and nothing more or we'll have to see Bruce." Nat said standing up and taking the bin away to dispose of them properly.
"Baby have you had anything since you were sick?" You shook your head against Wanda's neck and she sighed. Pulling you close she swung her legs onto the bed and positioned herself against the headboard with you still in her lap.
She picked up the pepto ignoring your whines she made you take it followed by pain meds.
"You did so well my sweet." She said as you gaged at the taste. "Shh shh shh." She said ready with the sick bag.
Luckily you weren't sick this time and so she pulled you close again and hummed a soft tune.
"Go to sleep baby I'll be here when you wake up. Natty and i will take care of you now sleep bubs."
And you did.