AsYa SS: T.L.C. Chap 16, pg 100 - Page 4

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Chapter 2

Asad entered to find an unlit room. The bathroom door was ajar, leaving enough of a gap for the yellow light to stream in. Her suitcase was open, and there were clothes and accessories strewn all over the floor. Damn! She was messy!

He treaded carefully to avoid stepping on her stuff, but the lack of adequate light made it difficult. E nearly slipped on something soft, and bent down to pick up the offending item ' a silver-gray satin bra. Hmmm' she had classy taste in underwear.

A faint moan distracted him, making him realize the owner of this garment was a few steps away. He dropped the bra like it was hot-iron, and rushed towards the direction of Zoya's voice.

She was lying on the floor curled up like a little kitten, her hands around her stomach, in her pajamas and a camisole.

"Zoya!" he hissed' alarmed at her state, and kneeled down beside her. "Can I get you something?" he asked softly, unsure if he should reach out and help her up.

"Uhh'. Umm'" she sighed as her eyes fluttered open. Gosh' this was the last thing she wanted - Asad Ahmed Khan finding her like this. But she couldn't do a thing' she was in too much pain, and too tired from all the retching to speak up.

"Zo... what's happened?" he asked her again, this time touching her shoulder gently. He looked around ' a pack of tampons placed on the cabinet answered his question. She's probably cramping.

"Mmm' let me look for your meds," he spoke aloud and started to get up, but a cold hand reached out and grabbed his wrist.

He looked at her slender frame, shuddering as the cramps took over. He couldn't leave her on the floor. He bundled her into his arms, gently, making sure her head was cocooned in the crook of his shoulder. She weighed next to nothing'

Her frail arms clung to his neck, as he walked slowly towards the bed. Her hair smelt fruity' he inhaled deeply, taking in the scent.

Zoya's soft moan brought him back to reality.

"Sshh' you'll be ok," he comforted her as he laid her down, tenderly untangling her arms from around him, before pulling a coverlet over her.

He switched on the night lamp by the bedside, turning it away from Zoya's face so it wouldn't bother her.

He kneeled down by her suitcase and rummaged through it, hoping to find a medicine kit. One didn't need Sherlock to figure out that's what she'd been searching for in the process of creating that mess.

The object of his quest was tucked away under a pile of books and clothes. He pulled it out and got up in a hurry, reaching for the jug of water on the table before he headed back to the bed.

"Zoya' here, were you looking for this? What meds do you take?" he queried.

She opened her eyes slowly, and sighed. "Nuprin," she breathed out, Her breathing was ragged, perhaps a result of the cramps. She lifted her hand, beckoning him.

Asad looked into the kit for the pills, settling on the edge of the cot by her side as he placed the water jug on bedside table.

She was shivering despite the cover. Asad patted her upper back slowly to comfort her. She instinctively curled up around him, her stomach against his side, legs near his lower back, seeking relief. It was unnerving' this need to soother her pain. She probably didn't realize she was reaching out to him. But it didn't matter.

He popped the pill out of the bottle, and held it out. "Zo' take this, you'll feel better." What had he just said??!

She had trouble getting up. He helped her, propping her against the pillows. Zo?! He'd called her that?! If she was feeling human she might have laughed, right now she felt anything but.

She washed the tablet down with some water, and reached out for the kit, hoping to find the tube of muscle relaxant gel.

"You need something else? Let me look for it'" he offered. Too tired to protest, she just sat there' clutching her abdomen, her head bent.

He settled her back on the bed. He'd figure this one out himself' no point in bothering her. He rifled through the medicines and found it.

He looked at her sleeping form, back to its fetal position, her hands touching his knees, her knees around his back' her chest against his thighs. She trusted him it to make it better' and he wasn't going to let her down.

He reached for her back, pushed her camisole up slightly, and squirted some gel on her soft skin, gently massaging it in.

She squeezed his knee in gratitude' and mouthed a Thank You, her eyes still closed.

Chapter 3: Desire

Chapter 4: A secret and a revelation