So I have been totally obsessed with the Pitch Perfect fandom and decided to write this. I hope you all like it. I have quite a few more chapters for it already written. Hope you enjoy.
Beca had not been feeling fantastic for the past few days, but she thought she was just getting tired because between Bellas practice, her internship, and school, she was barely sleeping. She and Jesse had made plans to go out on a date on Friday night, which she was really looking forward to after how busy she had been.
On Friday morning, she woke up and knew it was going to be a long day. Her throat was sore, her head aching, even her skin hurt. However, she needed to get to class, then she had Bella's practice before she had some free time before her date with Jesse. She got out of bed, jumping in the shower, hoping it would make her feel a little better. She really didn't, but she forced some Advil down her burning throat before heading to class.
She managed to sneak out of the house without any of the other Bellas seeing her and stopping her from leaving. She stopped and got some hot tea on the way to class and managed not to speak too much on the way. She sat through class, her head pounding as her teacher lectured on something she knew she would never remember. That class was two hours then she had an hour break until she had another class.
Normally, she would go grab lunch, but on this day, she decided to go work in the library. She tried to mix some new stuff for the Bellas, but her head was killing her and the music was loud even when she turned it almost all the way down.
By the time she needed to be in her next class, Beca was exhausted and feeling even worse. However, she knew she still needed to get through this two-hour lecture class and Bellas practice before she could even relax. She just about fell asleep in her music engineering class but managed to keep her eyes open using all her strength.
Once she was done there, it was almost three so she headed to Bellas practice. She had barely said two words all day, but she knew she would have to sing at Bellas and that her voice was not up to it at all.
She got to practice barely on time and Chloe could see from the minute she walked in that Beca was not feeling well. Chloe called her co-captain over.
"You alright Bec?" she asked, taking in Beca's glassy eyes, rumpled clothes, and flushed face.
"I'm fine Chloe," Beca said, voice scratchy, "Just a little tired. Let's get started."
Chloe knew Beca was lying, but decided to let her go for a while. They were doing a dance rehearsal, which started with a workout. Chloe could tell her co-captain was struggling through it.
"Alright," Chloe said as they finished the warm up, "Take a quick break and we'll start our new dance."
Everyone nodded, complaining about the hard work out as they went to grab water.
"Bec," Chloe said, noticing her best friend sitting apart from everyone else, "Do you want to sit out for today?"
"I'm fine Chloe," she snapped, though her voice was weak so it was less threatening than normal, "Sorry. I'm alright. I'm just tired."
"And being tired makes your voice go because…" Chloe said.
"I had a lot of talking to do today and forgot my water bottle," Beca lied, coughing a little.
"Alright," Chloe said, going over to the others. She pulled out her phone, texting Jesse.
From Chloe: Ur DJ is sick. Cn u gt her 2 go home?
Chloe then went to talk to the other Bellas, keeping an eye on both Beca and her phone.
"Um," Fat Amy said, glancing over at Beca, "Is she alright because she looks like shit."
"She does look sick," Cynthia-Rose said, looking over at the brunette haired girl.
"She says she's fine," Chloe said, not wanting to have the other girls bothering Beca when she was so clearly sick, "Just leave her be."
Everyone nodded and went back to their conversations, knowing better than to upset their captains. Just then, Chloe's phone beeped.
From Jesse: Is she ok? I'll try 2 gt there soon, but treb prac. til six. Will try to cut it.
From Chloe: k. She says she's ok, but cn barely stay awake. I'll cut r prac. and gt her home. Come when u cn.
"Alright Girls," Chloe said, putting down her phone, "Rehearsal for today is going to be cut short. I know a lot of you are going to that party tonight and others have plans so I thought we could just discuss some ideas for the set list and be done."
"Then why did we just run?" Fat Amy asked.
"I thought you could use the cardio," Chloe said, glancing as Beca came over slower than the rest and took her seat next to Chloe.
"Alright," Beca said, clearing her throat as they started, "So I was thinking we could…"
Beca's voice was just about gone by the end of the hour and as they headed back to the house, Beca and Chloe walked behind the rest of the group because Beca could not get her body to move any faster.
"Bec," Chloe said, "You're sick. Will you please go home and get some rest?"
"I've got a date with Jesse," Beca said, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Beca," Chloe said, putting her hand on the younger girl's forehead, "you have a fever."
"I'm fine Chlo," Beca said, pushing her hand away, "It's just a cold."
Chloe sighed as they walked into the house. Beca went upstairs while Chloe went to grab some water from the kitchen. Beca and Chloe had been roommates since Beca was a sophomore and even though Beca drew Fat Amy as her roommate for the year, the big blonde wanted the single that Chloe had drawn so they swapped.
Beca had meant to put on her clothes for her date with Jesse, but she laid down on the bed instead, closing her eyes.
Chloe came upstairs about ten minutes later to check on Beca only to find the younger woman sleeping in her bed. Chloe could see that she was sweating but shivering at the same time. She covered her best friend with an extra blanket, feeling her warm forehead.
Chloe had plans to head out to see her pseudo little sister Marlee at the University of Georgia for the weekend, but had texted her and told her that Beca was sick and she was waiting for someone to be home to care before she left. Marlee wasn't her real sister, but the younger girl was very important to Chloe and was just about the only family Chloe had other than the Bellas.
Chloe packed her bag for the weekend before heading downstairs to wait for Jesse. A few minutes later, the front door opened and Jesse came in.
"Hey Chloe," he said, smiling at her, "Where's Bec?"
"Sleeping," Chloe said, "She came home and crashed after Bellas."
"Is she alright?" Jesse asked, worried for her girl.
"She's got almost no voice and her cough is not helping that," Chloe said with a sigh, "And she's running a fever. I've gotta go, but if you need anything, just call. And if you manage to get her to the doctor, let me know what's wrong."
"Alright," Jesse said, "Thanks. Have fun with Marlee."
"Thanks," Chloe said, grabbing her bag and heading out.
Jesse took the bag of stuff he had brought and put it in the kitchen . He took the container of fresh soup and put it in the fridge, grabbing a bottle of Gatorade, the thermometer, and some Advil before going up to check on Beca. He found her sleeping in her clothes, shivering despite being buried beneath many blankets. He decided to wake her up to give her some medicine and get her changed.
"Hey Bec," he said, rubbing her back gently, "Wake up."
She moaned, moving away from his touch. As she opened her eyes, she looked at him, confused for a second.
"Our date," she squeaked out, grabbing her throat as she spoke, "I sound horrible."
"Yes you do," he said, kissing her forehead as she frowned at him, "But I love you anyways. I think you should probably go to the clinic."
"I don't need the clinic," she said, coughing, "I'm fine. I need to get ready for our date."
He decided to use their "date" as an opportunity to get her to the clinic so he agreed to let her get up and dressed.
"Come on," he said, guiding her out to his car.
"Where are we going?" she asked, voice barely audible.
"It's a surprise," he said, playing into her thought that they were actually going out, "You can rest on the way if you want. I know you've been working really hard."
She nodded, leaning against the cool window with her burning forehead.
"We're here," he said a few minutes later.
She opened her eyes, looking around.
"Dude, why are we here?" she said, giving him a dirty look.
"You are sick, Weirdo," he said, getting out of the car and helping her out, "And this is where sick people go on dates."
Beca grumbled as they went into the clinic. Jesse got her paperwork and started filling it out. After three years together, the boy knew her pretty well, getting every question, including the ones about her cycle, childhood illnesses, and family history. The only thing he didn't know was her insurance information, which she filled out before they sat back and waited. She was shivering as they sat there.
"Would you like to sit on my lap?" he asked, stroking her hair gently.
She nodded, moving into his lap.
"I'm sick," she whispered, leaning into his chest.
"I know," he said, holding her close.
"I hurt," she said, tears suddenly in her eyes.
"We'll get you some meds and then we can go crash for the weekend," he said, kissing her forehead.
She nodded, keeping her face buried in his chest. When her name was called twenty minutes later, he supported her as they walked back. The doctor did a few tests and within an hour concluded the tiny brunette had laryngitis, the flu, and mono. She was supposed to rest her voice and body and be careful about sharing drinks and kissing. The doctor also said that unfortunately Beca had waited too long to come in and any medication he would give her wouldn't do anything.
He gave Jesse a preventative medication to keep him healthy, but told them tat it was going to be a potentially long recovery for Beca. As they drove back to the Bella house, Jesse looked at his sick girlfriend who was so miserable.
"Who've you been kissing to get mono?" he asked jokingly, knowing that the disease was spread in many ways besides kissing.
She smiled tiredly, "Just every girl and boy on campus."
The doctor had told them that it had been going around and Beca had probably picked it up in class or from accidentally drinking from someone else's water bottle, but Jesse liked seeing a smile on the lips of his girl even when she was so sick.
They arrived back at the house, and Jesse helped Beca change into a pair of his pajamas before tucking her into bed.
"Join me?" she requested.
"Of course," he said, climbing in next to her.
With his preventative flu medicine and the fact that he had had mono his sophomore year of high school, he wasn't worried about catching anything from her. He tried to wrap his arms around her, but she whined.
"What's wrong Weirdo?" he asked.
"I hurt all over," Beca whispered, tears rolling down her flushed cheeks.
"I know," he said, brushing a piece of stray hair from her face, "The Advil should kick in soon. Do you want me to just let you sleep?"
She shook her head, not wanting to be alone.
"Aright," he said, "How about a back rub?"
She nodded, turning so he could rub her tight back. Eventually, she fell asleep. He felt so bad for her. Her fever had been right around 103 when they were at the clinic, and as a singer to have any illness that could impact her singing was hard. It was killing him to see the strong woman he knew in tears because she felt so sick. He shot Chloe a text to let her know what was going on.
From Jesse: She's got laryngitis, mono, and flu. Dr. said shell b out for a week+.
From Chloe: Oh no. How the hell did she get so sick? I hope she feels better. Do u need me 2 come back?
From Jesse: No, I got her. See you Sunday night.
From Chloe: kk. Tell Bec 2 feel better.
Beca thankfully got a few hours of sleep before her fever and cough woke her up.
"Jesse," she rasped out, her voice barely above a whisper.
"I'm right here," he said, kissing her forehead, "Can I get you anything?"
"Tea," she said, wrapping herself deeper into her blanket as she shivered.
"Alright," he said, "I'll be right back."
When Jesse was gone, a coughing fit ripped through Beca's already sore throat. She tried to breathe through it, but it was hard. By The time Jesse came back up three minutes later, tears were flowing down her pale cheeks.
"Oh Bec," he said, setting down the warm tea, rubbing her back.
She finally managed to get her breathing under control. She leaned into him, trying to stem the flow of tears.
"It's ok Becs," he said, holding her close, "Do you want some tea?"
She nodded into his chest, sitting up a bit as he helped her take a few sips of the warm liquid.
"Thanks," she rasped out, leaning back against her pillows.
"Want me to get back in bed with you?" he asked, setting down the cup.
She nodded, moving over to make room for him. He pulled her close to him, letting her head rest on his chest. He just stroked her hair until he felt warm wetness on his t-shirt.
"Becs," he said, sitting up just a little looking at her, "What's wrong?"
She shrugged her shoulders, wiping her eyes a little.
"You know you can tell me if somethings wrong right?" he said.
She nodded, snuggling into his chest.
"Is your voice completely gone?" he asked, wondering if that might be why she's so upset.
She nodded again. "Is that why you're upset?" he asked.
She shook her head, leaning into him more. He decided to leave it for now, seeing that she was clearly still exhausted and in need of lots of sleep. He felt her breathing even out and he decided to call Chloe to see if the red head had any tips on keeping the rest of the Bellas quiet for the weekend so Beca could sleep and let her body heal. He managed to get out from under his sick, sleeping girlfriend and headed downstairs so he wouldn't disturb her.
"Hey Chloe," he said after she picked up.
"Hey Jess," Chloe said, "How's Beca?"
"She's pretty miserable," Jesse said, "Her fever is really high, and she's miserably sore because of it. Her voice is also completely gone."
"Poor Beca," Chloe said, "But I'm guessing you called for another reason?"
"Actually," Jesse said, "I was wondering if there was a good way for me to keep the other Bellas quiet for the weekend so Becs can just sleep. She's so tired from everything she's had going on and with being sick on top of it, she needs a lot of rest."
"Well our room is empty for the weekend," Chloe said, " I think Amy said she was staying with a friend this weekend. "Cynthia-Rose went home for the weekend to see her family and Stacie is literally never home. Lily might be around, but she won't bother you. Jessica and Ashley are sometimes around, but they pretty much keep to themselves. Flo is staying with her brother for the weekend. I don't think Beca could have picked a better weekend to need the house quiet."
"Alright," Jesse said, "Thanks Chlo."
"No problem," she said, "I hope Beca feels better."
"Me too," Jesse said, "Have fun with Marlee this weekend."
"Thanks," she said, "Hey, are you sick too?"
"No," Jesse said, confused.
"I was just wondering cause isn't mono the kissing disease?" the red head said.
"Yeah," Jesse said, "But I had it years ago. Beca probably caught it from drinking out of someone's water bottle or from someone who was sick in her class. You might want to warn the other Bellas though. I know you guys share everything."
"Thanks Jesse," Chloe sighed, hoping that the whole team wouldn't be down for the count, "I'm gonna go. Tell Beca I hope she feels better."
"Alright," Jesse said, hanging up.
Meanwhile, upstairs, Beca was completely miserable. She had woken up from her restless sleep and was now just lying in bed awake. She felt so bad for wasting her and Jesse's date night and keeping him stuck in the Bella house all weekend. She was also in a lot of pain both in her throat and her entire body. She really wanted to cuddle with Jesse, but she hurt so bad she wasn't sure she wanted him there. Tears were running down her cheeks for what felt like the millionth time that day. She just wanted to sleep, but she was too achy to even fall asleep. She heard Jesse downstairs on the phone and just wished he would come back up and stay in bed with her. She heard his feet on the stairs and came into her room.
"Hey Becs," he said, seeing that she was not sleeping before seeing the tears, "Wanna tell me what's wrong?"
Beca pulled out her phone and typed a message on her notes, handing it to Jesse. It read: I just feel so bad that I ruined our night and that you are stuck here with me. I hurt so bad and I can't sleep and I want you to hold me but I hurt.
Jesse read her message carefully before looking at his girlfriend.
"Don't worry about date night," he said, ever so gently stroking her hair, "I just want to spend time with you which I get to do right now. Why don't I get into bed with you, and you can sleep and maybe when you wake up we can watch a movie. I promise I won't touch you if you don't want me to."
Beca nodded, motioning to her tea.
"I'll get you some more," he said, taking the cup.
After he come back up with the warm tea, he got into bed next to her, careful not to touch her. She put her head on his chest, taking his hand and putting it on her head. He took it as a hint to gently stroke her hair. She let the rhythm of his gentle hand put her to sleep.
When Beca woke up, she still hurt and felt pretty awful, but she wasn't as exhausted. She looked over and saw that Jesse had dozed off. She really needed to use the bathroom so she got out of bed, a wave of dizziness hitting her and forcing her back onto the bed. That woke Jesse up.
"Becs," he said, seeing her sitting there with her head on her hands, "You alright?"
She grabbed her phone and typed bathroom but dizzy. He got up, helping her stand up and get to the bathroom. He stood outside the door, waiting for her to finish.
In the bathroom, Beca realized that her stomach was feeling crummy. She didn't feel like she was going to throw up, but she was definitely adding an upset stomach to her list of symptoms. She finished in the bathroom, washing up before going back out to see Jesse standing outside the door.
"You alright?" he asked, wrapping his arm around her. She wrapped one of her arms around her stomach.
"Did you throw up?" he asked, hoping that wasn't going to be part of this flu.
She shook her head and he understood what was going on.
"Got it," he said, feeling bad for her, "Want me to get you some tums or Pepto or something?"
She shook her head as he helped her back to bed. She climbed in, motioning for him to get in with her. Even though she still hurt literally all over, she hurt worse when she wasn't next to Jesse.
She was glad that Jesse had planned to have his intern run the station that night. They had both been given the shared responsibilities of running the station when Luke graduated, but Jesse had taken over a lot of it when Beca had gotten her internship. Beca still tried to work a few nights or weekends a month, but she had been so busy that she was barely ever able to get in anymore.
"Want something to eat?" he asked, after a little while of cuddling her, rubbing gentle circles on her sore tummy.
She nodded, grabbing her phone, typing chicken noodle soup please?
"Of course," he said, "Let me go warm some up. You gonna be alright up here alone?"
She nodded, curling into the warm part of the bed he left when he got up. He was hoping that after eating something and taking another dose of Advil that Beca would crash for the night. He knew how horrible each of the illnesses she had were alone, but he couldn't imagine how awful she must feel. He heated up the soup and brought it to her along with some more warm tea. He found her almost asleep in bed, shivering.
"Hey Weirdo," he said, sitting down next to her on the bed, "Let's get some food in you before you crash for the night."
She woke up a little, taking the bowl from Jesse. She ate most of it, glad that it was light, yet filling. She took the medicine and snuggled under her covers.
"Do you want me to get in bed with you?" he asked, not wanting to prevent her from sleeping, but also wanting her to be completely comfortable.
She grabbed her phone, typing If you want. I don't want you to be uncomfortable.
"How about I stay with you until you fall asleep then go sleep on the couch?" he said, moving a stray piece of hair from her very warm forehead.
You can sleep in Chloe's bed, Beca typed, not wanting Jesse far away from her. Beca was not typically a clingy, needy girlfriend, but when she was sick, normal Beca went out the window.
"Alright," Jesse said, knowing how Beca got when she was sick. He had only seen her sick a few times, but all of them, she had turned into a cuddly girl he almost didn't recognize yet found adorable.
Once, about six months after they got together, she caught a nasty stomach flu on the same day as regionals. He had tried to be a good boyfriend, being with her whenever they weren't onstage. Her fever and aching tummy had lasted for forty-eight hours, and the entire time Beca just wanted to be held and kissed and coddled. He learned quickly that a Beca who was in pain was a clingy Beca.
When her periods got particularly bad or she hurt herself during Bella's rehearsals or she got one of her migraines, she always turned to him for comfort. He had become a master of rubbing her sore belly, holding her while she was icing a sprain, or stroking her hair gently when she had migraines. He hated seeing her in pain, but knowing that he could be there to just comfort her made it a little less awful.
He took her bowl of soup back downstairs before pulling on a pair of flannel pants and a t-shirt. He headed back upstairs where he found her shivering in bed.
"Come here Becs," he said, climbing into bed with her, pulling her close to him. She rolled over, putting her head on his chest.
"Sleep," he said, kissing her forehead. Her body was like a little furnace, and she was sweating and shivering at the same time. She shifted several times, clearly trying to get comfortable.
"Can I do anything?" he asked, rubbing her back gently.
She shook her head, finally finding someplace comfortable on his chest. Within a few minutes, she was sleeping. He just watched her sleep, admiring how beautiful she looked in spite of how sick she was. He hated how stressed she had been recently and the number of times she had shown up at his place in tears or close to it lately was alarming. He knew she was trying to do everything for everyone, but clearly, her body had had enough.
When he had first heard how sick she was, he wondered how she had gotten so sick, but thinking back, he was now wondering how she had managed to stay healthy for as long as she did. He kissed her forehead gently, keeping his hand rubbing her back in gentle circles.
He hoped she would sleep well tonight, and that they could spend the rest of the weekend just chilling around the house, letting her rest. The doctor had advised Beca not to push herself too hard in the next few weeks because she could end up sicker.
Jesse and the Trebles were getting ready for ICCA semi-finals which were in about six weeks, but he had already decided that he was going to be there to make sure his girl was taking care of herself. He got out of bed after an hour to grab something to eat and let Benji know not to expect him to be around for the weekend.
He also wanted to make sure the other Bellas were all out or at last quiet. He was glad Beca and Chloe were upstairs on a floor by themselves because even if the other girls were home, it would hopefully be quiet. The girls were on the third floor of the Bella house in what used to be an attic, meaning there was only enough room for the bedroom, closet, and bathroom.
Jesse went into the kitchen, pulling out the sandwich he had bought at the deli where he got the soup for Beca. As he ate, he quickly texted Benji and replied to Chloe who had texted him, asking how Beca was doing. His phone rang not long after he finished texting Chloe back.
"Hey Benji," he said, answering.
"We have a four hour rehearsal tomorrow," Benji said without even saying hello, "You can't just miss our four hour rehearsal."
"Beca is really sick," Jesse said, sighing, knowing it was important he be at practice, but wanting to be with his girlfriend.
"Can't you leave her for a few hours?" Benji asked.
"She has the flu, laryngitis, and mono," Jesse said, "She can barely sit up."
"Can we come there for rehearsal?" Benji asked.
"Dude," Jesse said, "Beca needs rest, not a bunch of idiots singing acapella plus, I doubt the Bellas want us here. How about I try to get one of the Bellas to come over and stay with her for an hour tops, but I can't promise you anything."
"Don't the Bellas have a garage we can rehearse in?" Benji asked.
"No," Jesse said, "You guys are not coming over here. If I'm not at practice tomorrow, you take the lead and film the dance so I can work on it later. Now I have to go. Bye."
Jesse cleaned up his mess in the kitchen before heading back upstairs where he found Beca coughing in bed.
"It's ok Babe," he said, rubbing her back gently.
Her coughs died down quickly, and she leaned on him.
"Wanna try to go back to sleep?" he asked, rubbing her back.
She nodded as he helped her lay down, and she snuggled into his chest, letting him run his hands through her hair. She fell back asleep quickly, and he decided not to get up because he could tell she was comfortable. She was also fisting his shirt, and he knew she would wake up if he moved. He didn't mind staying in bed with her.
Some of his favorite time spent with her was when they would just curl up in one of their beds and talk or just lay there. When they had first started dating, she had shocked him when she had come into the Treble house, plopping down on his bed next to him. She had proceeded to push his stuff out of the way and just climb in next to him.
"Hi," he had said, giving her a shocked look. She had just cuddled into his side, bringing his hands around her to her stomach. He had learned that his girlfriend was actually a little cuddle bug if she trusted someone enough and when she wasn't at her best, it came out even more. He was more than happy to oblige every time including when she was sick.
He held her for a while, just rubbing her back. Eventually, he fell asleep in bed with her. The night was long as she woke up several times either from coughing, her fever, or her stomach. He was there for her every time she woke up, offering support and calming her down. Finally, around two am, she fell into a more steady, but restless sleep.
So there it was. Hope you liked it. If you didn't, don't be nasty, just don't read it! Thanks!