Jeanne had not meant to walk into any of this, she was only there to support her sister. She started to go to see Eliza on her own, and she knew Rafe liked this because Jeanne was not afraid to take basic care of Eliza. She had taken care of her ailing mother and grandmother, and she did not have any qualms about death or illness.
Eliza was looking better, although she was in a lot of pain and it would be awhile before she was able to take care of herself. Some of her bruises looked painful, and Jeanne could only imagine how Eliza felt.
The first time she saw the woman in white in what almost seemed like a sexy nurse Halloween outfit, was a few times after she had been there herself. Once it was just the nurse, and she watched Eliza as she slept. She ran her hands through her hair, when Eliza swung wildly and turned when Jeanne walked in with the key that Eliza had had Rafe make for her.
“She has fitful dreams, I like to be close by when she is asleep,” Ingrid stated.
Jeanne looked at Ingrid—the actual, not made up for Halloween nurse’s name was Ingrid—and nodded.
“I know, I feel scared sometimes too when she is flailing, but I know it is just a bad dream.”
“She’s improved so much though, she was so bad off when she came to me. I willed her back to life almost all by myself.”
“When is your hospital shift?”
“Midnight to 6.” Ingrid answered, as she walked over to the stove, she looked askance at Jeanne.
“Would you like some coffee or tea? Rafe likes the tea that I make, I lived in England for a long time, so I make a very strong tea.’
Jeanne shrugged.
Rafe came back, and looked at Jeanne with a resigned look. Jeanne was not sure how to assess him. He was tired clearly, but he also clearly cared a great deal for Eliza to go through all of this.
They all drank tea when Ingrid poured it for them, and had light conversation. It began to rain, but none of them moved. Eliza responded asleep to the white light that would fill up the dim room, and loud thunder.
The rain was so violent, that Jeanne went to the sectional couch she often slept on much later. She had to admit that she was exhausted as well. She woke up, and went to go to the bathroom when she took pause. White light filled the guest room and through the cracked door, and she saw Ingrid was naked in the room bathed in white light, as opposed to her white nurse’s uniform. Rafe was naked behind her and they both looked labored, but were incredibly silent as they obviously fucked.
Jeanne did not turn on the light in the bathroom, but saw her angst-ridden expression in the bathroom mirror when the white lightning flashed in the bathroom. She did what she had to do, and then scurried back to the couch.
When she got up in the morning, Terrence was sitting beside her. She looked around.
“Where is Rafe? Ingrid?”
Terrence shrugged.
Jeanne shrugged.
Eliza was still asleep, and Jeanne went over to her and soothed her hair for the comfort her sister did not know she needed…
This is Fleur Friday! Ingrid was introduced in my last Wicked Wednesday in which the theme was Uniform. Things are pretty intense for Masturbation Monday as well!
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