Ouch! Fic please?
4 May 2007 02:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
My tooth is so sore, it's making the whole side of my face ache. :-(
I really wish now that I'd just had the tooth removed instead of letting the dentist talk me into getting a crown. It's not like it's visible anyway.
*sigh*
I think I need to curl up with a cuppa (drinking on one side & how easy is that - not!) & some good hurt/comfort McShep. Or just some lovely happy ending McShep or really, just some warm&snarky McShep.
*I'd grin but it makes my face hurt*
Anybody got any recs for me please?
Okay - sorry, didn't mean to be such a big moaner!
I really wish now that I'd just had the tooth removed instead of letting the dentist talk me into getting a crown. It's not like it's visible anyway.
*sigh*
I think I need to curl up with a cuppa (drinking on one side & how easy is that - not!) & some good hurt/comfort McShep. Or just some lovely happy ending McShep or really, just some warm&snarky McShep.
*I'd grin but it makes my face hurt*
Anybody got any recs for me please?
Okay - sorry, didn't mean to be such a big moaner!
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Date: 4 May 2007 02:52 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 4 May 2007 02:57 pm (UTC)Drive-by Ficcing
Date: 4 May 2007 03:41 pm (UTC)Just five more minutes, and then he'd get up and go for his morning run. Five more minutes, he just needed five more...
"Hut-choo!" One sneeze became three sneezes, and he groaned as he fumbled for the nearly-empty box of tissues on his bedside table. Then he groaned again, because God, even blowing his nose made his head throb and... maybe he was gonna need more than five more minutes.
The sound of his door chime woke him from a muzzy doze. He tried to tell whoever it was to go away, but his voice came out sounding like a croak, and the effort degenerated into a coughing fit that left him curled on his side and clutching at his head to keep it from splitting wide open. Then there was a hand on his shoulder, another on his forehead, and a familiar voice to go with them.
"John? Jesus, John, why the hell didn't you - no, never mind, of course you wouldn't call in sick. Or call Carson, for that matter. John? Colonel!"
"M'not sick," he managed, more or less, and even though his eyes were still closed he could hear Rodney rolling his eyes.
"No, of course, not. Healthy people accumulate a pile of kleenex as tall as their boots all the time! Not-sick people are always running a fever and coughing up a lung! And why would the fact that it's after eleven hundred and you're still in bed instead of at the mission briefing make me think that you're sick?" Rodney's hands, gentle as they rearranged the covers and smoothed back his hair, were a contrast to the bite and snap of his words.
There was no point in answering. Rodney would just bulldoze over anything he said, and it hurt his throat too much to talk. Besides, the sound of Rodney's snarking was oddly soothing, something that he was used to and could use to anchor himself. If Rodney was snarking, then they weren't about to die or be captured or be shot at or...
"Come on, wake up for a minute. I know you feel like crap, but you'll sleep a hell of a lot better if you swallow these first." Rodney's voice woke him again, and he pried his eyes open. "Aha, there you are. Come on. NyQuil. Carson says you need to take these and sleep. I could have told you that, but it's supposed to mean something more coming from a voodoo practitioner."
Again, Rodney's hands were gentle in contrast to his voice - though he was keeping his volume lower, thank God - as he helped John sit up enough to swallow the two blue-green capsules. He settled back against his pillow with a low moan, and felt a cool hand touch his forehead.
"You must really feel like hell," Rodney said softly, the bite and snap gone for the moment. "Lorne's handling things, and our mission's been postponed. Just, uh, you know, try to relax and sleep. Get better." He cleared his throat, and settled his other hand at John's nape. "I'll stay here for a while, in case you need anything."
John tried to protest, opened his mouth to say that Rodney didn't have to take time off to babysit him, but the hand at his nape started to move, and strong, nimble fingers started to massage the back of his head. It felt so good that he didn't even care about the embarrassing moan that slipped out instead of words.
He heard Rodney chuckle softly, and then soft lips touched his forehead. "Go to sleep, John. You'll feel better when you wake up. I'll stay here. You know, keep watch or something."
John's mouth tugged up at the corners. Keep watch. He let the sound of Rodney's voice and the wonderful pressure of strong fingers lull him past the pain in his head, and he drifted slowly to sleep.
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Date: 4 May 2007 09:41 pm (UTC)Re: Drive-by Ficcing
Date: 5 May 2007 08:12 am (UTC)Poor, poor sick!John & comfortingyetstillsnarky!Rodney - oh, bless - they're perfect.
*hugs*
Thank you so much - you've made me smile & forget my sore tooth!
He heard Rodney chuckle softly, and then soft lips touched his forehead. "Go to sleep, John. You'll feel better when you wake up. I'll stay here. You know, keep watch or something."
*happy sigh*
Thank you, that was incredibly kind of you.
Re: Drive-by Ficcing
Date: 5 May 2007 04:41 pm (UTC)And I have to thank you, because your request got my muse out of bed and let me write something when I'd been drowning in writer's block. So. =)
I hope you're feeling very much better! *hugs*
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Date: 8 May 2007 08:24 am (UTC)Re: Drive-by Ficcing
Date: 5 May 2007 02:39 pm (UTC)Re: Drive-by Ficcing
Date: 5 May 2007 04:41 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 4 May 2007 07:22 pm (UTC)I don't know of any fics, sorry.
*thumps dentist in his knobby head*
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Date: 5 May 2007 08:14 am (UTC)*hugs*
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Date: 5 May 2007 03:01 am (UTC)Sorry, I haven't been reading fic for a while - out of the loop a bit with recs. Hope you get some good ones though.
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Date: 5 May 2007 08:15 am (UTC)Yeah, I suppose it probably is better to rescue a tooth if possible - it just hurts right now!
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Date: 5 May 2007 11:15 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 8 May 2007 08:25 am (UTC)I'm just trying to manage it by being careful with what I eat & drink for now. I have the perm. crown fitted on the 15th, thank goodness!
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Date: 6 May 2007 01:09 am (UTC)Question? If you're waiting for a crown, shouldn't it have been drilled and posted already? When they do a root canal, they drill out all the nerves that make it hurt. Hope you feel better, hon.
Sorry I don't have any good fic recs for you. I could write something but it'd probably be short and forced as mymuse seems to have deserted me.
I'll think on it though.
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Date: 8 May 2007 08:29 am (UTC)Never mind - I get the perm. one in a week. Thank goodness.
I could write something but it'd probably be short and forced as mymuse seems to have deserted me.
I'll think on it though.
Well, thank you for the thought - that's very kind. :-)
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Date: 6 May 2007 04:21 am (UTC)I hope you feel better soon! ♥
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Date: 8 May 2007 08:45 am (UTC)*hugs*
Yeah, I know how you feel - this spreads all along my jaw & round to my ear. :-(
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Date: 9 May 2007 01:50 am (UTC)How much longer till you get it fixed? It took about a month for my permanents to come in.
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Date: 10 May 2007 01:01 pm (UTC)