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Five Years Gone
Date: Spring 2012 Characters: Candice Wilmer, Jimmy Lee Summary:… 
10th-Oct-2007 03:50 am
Date: Spring 2012
Characters: Candice Wilmer, Jimmy Lee
Summary: Some secrets must be kept.
Warnings: None
Status: Completed

Jimmy expected that the procedure wouldn't be painless, most experiences involving him and doctors weren't. He had developed a high pain tolerance over the years, his body already bore scars from his experiences. That said, tolerating pain was different from enjoying it, and the body still found ways to rebel against someone, there was so much mental pushing through pain before the body worked for its own best interest.

He had made it home, sore all over and especially at the site of the injection. Mohinder had told him what to be on alert for, and gave Jimmy explicit instructions what to do if he felt worse or different. Curling up on the faded couch in his living room, he tried too sleep, in hope that he'd look more lively for the training session he was slated to lead hours later.
10th-Oct-2007 09:06 am (UTC)
Candice came home half expecting the apartment to be empty. It usually was, these days. He was busy and she didn't complain, even if she hated it. To complain would be to admit to weakness and she couldn't afford to do that.

So when she found only half of the locks on the front door closed, she felt a momentary flare of panic. It would be sloppy work for the government and too meticulous for the rebels. That alone kept her from reaching for her gun.

She still walked in cautiously, breathing a sigh of relief when she saw him. "Oh. Hey, you're home early."
10th-Oct-2007 09:18 am (UTC)
"Hey." he grunted, pulling himself out of the fetal position he had found momentary comfort in to lie on his back, covering his eyes with his forearm. The room was too bright for his liking and though warm he felt a cold chill run across his limbs. "Didn't take as long as I thought."
10th-Oct-2007 09:21 am (UTC)
"You look like shit," she commented, throwing her keys on the coffee table and shrugging off her coat and shoes. "Everything okay? Did we lose something big that I don't know about?"
10th-Oct-2007 09:27 am (UTC)
"Not that I know of." he mumbled, trying not to let the tremors reach his voice. "Can you grab a blanket or something? It's freezing."
10th-Oct-2007 09:35 am (UTC)
"What are you talking about? It's a sauna in here..." She frowned, but no, he wasn't pulling her leg, he was shivering. "Are you coming down with something?"

People like them didn't get sick. There were enough vaccines to keep them functional.

Receiving no response, she crouched down beside the couch, laying a hand on his forehead. His skin was a block of ice.

"Holy... What's wrong?"
10th-Oct-2007 09:46 am (UTC)
"I don't know." It was true for the most part, too distracted from the cold to focus on ignoring on the pain. He was supposed to call someone, do something, but he couldn't think straight. "Blanket."
10th-Oct-2007 09:52 am (UTC)
There was arguing and blackmail and then there was being smart and shutting up when she was told to.

Candice left his side for a few moments, returning with a blanket from her bedroom and draping it over him.

"You don't have a cold," she chanced.
10th-Oct-2007 09:54 am (UTC)
"No cold." he shivered, clutching the blanket and half-tempted to ask for a second one. "Just cold. Fever maybe."
10th-Oct-2007 09:55 am (UTC)
"Yeah, right," she snorted, not so much amused as incredulous. "Who should I call? Do you need a doc?"
10th-Oct-2007 10:03 am (UTC)
"N-no. Should be okay. You said I've been overworking myself..." Jimmy insisted, pulling himself up to his feet. He needed to move, warm up or something. "I think I'll try a shower."
10th-Oct-2007 10:07 am (UTC)
"You can barely stand up, you'll hit your head," she she chided, standing up with him. If annoyed her that he was being evasive but she knew better than to press. "I'll play nurse, come on," she sighed, drawing one of his arms around her shoulders.
12th-Oct-2007 11:21 am (UTC)
"You're a horrible nurse." he complained teasingly, finding humor just as his legs went out on him. Stumbling forward, he reached out with his hand to find some purchase against the wall. "Damn..."
12th-Oct-2007 11:33 am (UTC)
"Jesus fucking..." she got out, stumbling under his weight just as they reached the bathroom door. "I'm calling you a doctor." No argument, no complaints. This wasn't normal, for him, and it was beginning to frighten her.
12th-Oct-2007 11:41 am (UTC)
"No! No." he grunted, using the door frame as support. There wasn't anything a doctor could do to him, and he didn't intend to be locked away either while he suffered either. It would pass, whatever the hell it was. Had to. "Get me to bed."
12th-Oct-2007 11:44 am (UTC)
"You're an idiot," she spat, recovering her breath before attempting to move him again. He needed a doctor, he needed someone who could fix him and he needed to stop scaring her. She had no clue what it was she was supposed to be doing.

Ambling down the hall, she drew her arm tighter around him. "You're shaking. Are you still cold?"
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