It was early one Wednesday morning. It was beginning to rain softly outside as dark clouds rolled in and covered the city of New York. Everyone was sleeping peacefully, cuddled into bed, while having precious dreams that they would soon forget almost instantly when they awoke.

Topanga on the other hand, wasn't doing so well. Her head was leaning against the edge of the bathtub while her right hand covered her forehead and eyes. Her other arm wrapped around her churning stomach as she slowly curled into a ball. She had been puking since four in morning. It was now almost six thirty and she knew she had to pull it together before Cory woke up.

She couldn't risk him finding out she was sick. Topanga figured he would force her to stay home and baby her while waiting on her, hand and foot. To most people that sounded amazing, but to Topanga, it sounded awful. She didn't want other people waiting on her for anything. She didn't need anyone else to help her with anything, or that's what she thought anyways.

Topanga knew her and Cory's alarm would go off any second. So she shakily sat up and grabbed the washcloth off the counter by the sink. She quickly pressed it against her face and stood to wash her face off with cool water. Topanga took a deep breath, biting her lip and holding her stomach before racing back to the bedroom.

She slowly crawled into bed and laid next to Cory, slowly removing the pillow he was cuddling with, the one Topanga substituted as herself during the middle of the night so Cory wouldn't get suspicious and made her way back into his arms slowly. She relaxed slightly as her head rested against his chest. She listened to his steady heartbeat and watched his chest and stomach rise and collapse as he inhaled and exhaled.

The shrill of their alarm clock filled the air, followed by Cory's annoyed groans. Topanga quickly got off of Cory and stretched over him to turn the alarm off. Cory, who was still laying flat on his back, gave Topanga a funny look, wondering why she cut the alarm off for him since he was usually the one to do it.

"Hey." He whispered placing his hand on her thigh and looking up at her, even though it was basically pitch black dark in the room.

"Hi." She whispered, plastering a fake smiled and kissing his cheek gently. Cory looked over at the clock and saw that it read '6:32 a.m.' now.

"We have just enough time to kiss." Cory smiled sitting up and leaning over to kiss Topanga. Before she could back away or say anything, his lips had already met hers. He kissed her softly but soon pulled away after he tasted throw up.

Cory wiped his mouth slightly, trying not to get sick himself. The smell or throw up actually made Cory himself want to throw up. He gave Topanga a look and reached over to turn on the lamp beside their bed.

"Why do your lips taste like puke?" Cory asked looking into her tired and weak eyes.

"Um..." She hesitated, swallowing the lump developing in her throat. "I think I just have food poisoning or something because I threw up like once a little while ago." She lied. She wasn't sure if it was just a stomach bug or actual food poisoning making her sick but she for sure knew she couldn't be pregnant. She mentally laughed at herself as she even thought of something so ridiculous. Topanga knew she and Cory were very careful anyways.

Cory raised an eyebrow. He saw her nervous smile and immediately ran to the bathroom. He gagged a little as a puke smell filled the air. Cory walked back into their bedroom and pushed Topanga back on the bed.

"I know you're sick!" Cory protested, placing his hand against her head and feeling for a fever that wasn't there. He gave her a confused look.

"Well you don't have a fever..." Cory said, slowly almost, as he backed away from her.

"Maybe you do have food poisoning." He sighed, shaking his head a little and sitting next to her.

Topanga nodded slightly. "I'm sure that's it."

"Just stay home today, get some rest I know you'll feel much better." Cory suggested, wrapping an arm around her shoulders.

Topanga was about to argue him but she stopped as she looked down and noticed him, pulling down the strap of her tank top and kissing her bare shoulder gently. It was one of the only things that soothed Topanga when she wasn't feeling well.

She closed her eyes and relaxed a little, her fingers running through his thick head of dark curls.

"Stay home." He whispered as his lips trailed to her neck. Topanga nodded and grabbed his chin, lifting his face up to look at her.

"Okay, you're right." She whispered. Cory smiled slightly and kissed her cheek gently.

"Do you want me to stay with you?" He asked softly, tucking a messy strand of hair behind her ear.

Topanga shook her head. "No, I'll be fine." She cooed kissing the tip of Cory's nose and settling down back in the bed. Cory sighed, as he slowly got out of bed and turned out the lamp, so the room would be dark again.

"Okay, well I'm going to shower and I'll bring you up some medicine and ginger ale when I'm done." He smiled.

Topanga nodded and blew him a kiss before, grabbing Cory's pillow and snuggling with it. She smiled and smelt his coconut scented shampoo in the pillow. His familiar scent always calmed her.

She went through her head again, thinking of reasons why she may be sick. The pregnant thought came again but she slightly chuckled to herself.

"Pregnant? Yeah right." She chuckled to herself, closing her eyes and drifting back to sleep.

UM HI ITS ME MK AND IF YOU DONT KNOW WHO THAT IS THEN IM GONNA TELL YA NOW. Anyways I've decided to start fresh with a new account on here and start a new story! Now yes I did do a story like this on my other account 'Girl meets number 5' but this time, it's going to be a lot different, more interesting, better written, more detailed, and a plot twist ooohhhh! So yay! If you guys want more information about me or the story or just want some feels follow my Instagram account corpangaqueen! Thanks for taking the time to review this story and read it means a lot to me loves :))) next chapter tomorrow so yay!!