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Warning: I wrote this while suffering from the flu and
Vin woke, yawned, and started to stretch. Every muscle he had ached, stopping
his stretch immediately. He swallowed and grimaced at the pain. Getting up, he
immediately lay back down. His head and ears had gone on strike. Great, his yearly
flu type thing was here with a vengeance.
Reaching for his cell phone, he called
in to work.
Sighing, he got to his feet and lurched his way to the bathroom.
"Aw, hell!" he muttered as his feet hit cold standing water.
walked back into the bedroom and checked his closet, which backed up to the bathroom.
Hanging his head, he returned to his bedside table and picked
up his cell phone.
"Great, he'll try for sometime today and I got a flood,"
Vin grumbled as he got off the phone.
"Might as well get at it, ain't no one
else gonna do it," Vin told himself as he thought about all the things that now
needed to be moved.
By the second load of things on the book case, he had collapsed
on the bed.
Why, oh why had the bathroom had to flood at the same time his
yearly flu fight hit? Vin thought as he fell into the sweet oblivion of sleep.
Chris collected his coffee in the
break room and headed to his office. Since a spoon would not dissolve in it, Vin
had evidently not made this batch.
Sipping the elixir of life, he picked up
his phone and listened to his messages. Meeting with Travis tomorrow, reminder
of a dental appointment he wanted to forget, and lastly, it sounded like Vin wasn't
coming in, although, it was hard to be certain through that barking cough.
looked at his watch, Vin had called two hours ago. He really had sounded bad.
Chris stared at the phone and debated calling to check on his friend. If he was
asleep he would hate to wake him, but if he was needed something he wanted to
While debating this, he sent out the e-mail alerting the team that Vin
Nathan popped his head in Chris's office a few minutes later.
did he sound?" he asked, in full medic mode.
"Terrible, I could barely make
Nathan smiled at him. "You mind me tagging along when you check on
Chris leaned back in his chair. "What makes you think I'm gonna check
"He's sick, alone, and a friend," Nathan responded.
another half second and then grabbed his jacket, and the spare keys to Vin's apartment.
Nathan followed as they left. Buck waved, he had known it was only a matter
of time before Chris checked on Vin, and Nathan, being a medic, would go with
him. It was what family did for one another.
Vin blinked as he snuggled deep into the down comforter on his bed. He could
have sworn that he had put that away for the year in favor of the blankets. He
felt around, the comforter was on top of the blankets and a space heater was next
to the bed. One of the really good ones that cost an arm and a leg.
I need you sit up so I can check your lungs again," Nathan was saying.
What was he doing here?
Vin opened one eye, the room was darkened and he opened
the other. A thermometer was shoved in his ear.
One look from Nathan and Vin
decided that it was just fine in there.
"Looks like your temp is at least evening
out, even if it's not going down."
"What are you doing here?" Vin managed to
"Chris was worried about you being sick and alone so came to check
on you. I came with him to see what I could do and if you needed a hospital or
not," Nathan answered.
"I ain't going to the hospital fer the flu. Get it every
year, a week and a half to two weeks and I'll be fine." Vin growled, but if came
out as a whisper.
"If Nathan says you need the hospital, you're going to the
hospital, cowboy," Chris growled from the door.
Looking over at his friend,
Vin blinked. Everything but the bed had been moved out of the room. The carpeting
was lifted in the corner and a dehumidifier was humming away. Again, a top of
the line quiet one as opposed to his noisy one.
Vin lay back down and grinned.
"The idea of convalescing with that thunderous contraption you had
was abhorrent, Mr. Tanner," Ezra explained from just behind Chris.
"My pleasure, I assure you."
"Whole team here?" Vin asked Chris.
making matzo ball soup, Buck's fixing the leak in the bathroom, and JD is running
errands and helping where hands are needed," Chris replied.
"Why? Grown man,
don't need this babyin'?" Vin got out between coughs.
"We're not babying you.
You're our friend and needing some help, so we're helping," Nathan said.
family. This is how families work," Chris smiled.
Vin said nothing, as he sank
back into bed, asleep. This time, knowing that he was not alone like he had been
in the past when he would finally land in the hospital because he was too exhausted
to care for himself. The last thing he knew was someone tucking the warm comforter
and blankets around him, and a chair squeaked slightly as someone settled in to
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