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<\/a><\/p>\nBlair came walking into the loft and Jim glanced at him immediately. His cheeks were flushed and Jim could hear him swallowing from across the room. Not that this was unusual, Jim could hear many things, but this was really loud. His eyes were glassy and he just looked feverish. <\/p>\n
Jim got up off the sofa and walked towards Blair, but Blair stopped him. \u201cNope, you can\u2019t come any closer. They ran some tests for MONO today, but instead they found out I have Strep Throat. I\u2019m very contagious. No kissing for three days. You\u2019re not even supposed to be in my space for three days. By then, the antibiotics will have kicked in and I\u2019ll be on the mend. Sorry, about this Jim.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy didn\u2019t you call me?\u201d Jim asked staying out of Blair\u2019s space as he had asked. <\/p>\n
\u201cAnd spread the germs to my phone and give them to me again? I think not. Instead, I walked into the free clinic and waited. The doctor said it\u2019s in the air and with all of the wind blowing around, it\u2019s odd that more people don\u2019t have it,\u201d Blair answered. <\/p>\n
\u201cDo you need me to call the University for you?\u201d Jim wondered. <\/p>\n
\u201cThat would be great. Just call, Sarah, for me. Her number is in our phone book under Spenser. She\u2019s going to have to cover for me, for almost a week. The doctor said I would feel better in three days, but I wasn\u2019t going to be better until seven had passed. I\u2019m not messing around with this. My throat is killing me, man. I have a fever too. I have to take all sorts of pills, but I picked up some Vitamin C and D tablets to help everything. I want you to take some too, okay? I don\u2019t want to make you sick.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBlair, I kissed you like crazy last night. You said it was just an itchy throat and I didn\u2019t think anything of it. Do you suppose I should be tested?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGo and look in the mirror and see if there are blotches of white on your tonsils or throat. Just don\u2019t get into my space, man.\u201d<\/p>\n
Jim walked into the bathroom and said, \u201cI can be in your space, Chief. I have blotches of white all over my throat. Damn it, anyhow. I\u2019m going to go to the clinic before it closes. I\u2019ll be back.\u201d<\/p>\n
As he walked out the door, he heard Blair blowing his nose and smelled him coughing up some nasty stuff. \/\/Oh goody, I have all of this to look forward to.\/\/<\/p>\n
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When Jim got home two hours later, his lover was lying on his futon in the office, looking like death warmed over. <\/p>\n
Jim popped some pills in his mouth and Blair called out, \u201cWhat are you taking?\u201d<\/p>\n
Jim smiled. \u201cAntibiotics, Tylenol, some Vitamin C and D. Have you taken yours yet, Chief?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes and its not working. I feel like I\u2019m worse instead of better,\u201d Blair whined pitifully. <\/p>\n
\u201cThe doctor told me, it takes a few days to feel back to normal. We have to get lots of sleep and take our meds as we\u2019re supposed to. I have to call Simon, but I think I\u2019ll use my cell phone instead of using the land line,\u201d Jim said. <\/p>\n
\u201cIt doesn\u2019t matter, because you used the land line earlier to call Sarah.\u201d<\/p>\n
Jim realized Blair was right and called Simon quickly and told him about the Strep Throat. Simon told them to take as many days as they needed. He sure didn\u2019t want that spreading through the bullpen. Jim got off the phone and looked at Blair with love. Blair looked awful. <\/p>\n
\u201cJust be sure and drink lots of fluids, Jim. The doctor said that helps the pain in the throat and also calms the coughing that might start. I made some orange juice.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThanks, Chief. I love orange juice. It\u2019s good for both of us. Let\u2019s take a glass upstairs with us and we\u2019ll go and cuddle all night long.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know how to tell you this, but I don\u2019t want to move from right here on the futon.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay, we\u2019ll sleep on the futon. That way we can drink more juice, take our meds and be close to the bathroom,\u201d Jim suggested. <\/p>\n
\u201cThanks, man.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou are welcome, Chief. Now, get up so we can make the bed,\u201d Jim ordered playfully. <\/p>\n
They made the bed with a lot of heavy breathing coming from Blair. Jim knew that Blair was much sicker than he was. And Jim was determined to get better quickly, so he could take care of Blair the entire seven days. <\/p>\n
Once they lay down, it wasn\u2019t long before Blair was sleeping. Jim held him close and monitored his breathing and fever all night long. In fact, Jim had to get up twice for more juice for Blair and more meds. Jim knew that Blair was going to be sick for another couple of days, but that was all right. At least Jim was there to take care of him. <\/p>\n
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The following morning, Jim woke up and felt pretty darn good for a sick person and decided that he would make some soft foods for Blair to eat. Jim made him cream of rice cereal with brown sugar and cream on it. \u201cBlair, would you like some breakfast?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGod, Jim, I don\u2019t think I can move.\u201d Blair tried to get up, but fell back onto the futon. <\/p>\n
Jim brought in the cream of rice on a snack tray and set it down next to Blair on the futon. \u201cHere you go, Blair. Eat it all and I\u2019ll make you some eggs too.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy aren\u2019t you as sick as me?\u201d Blair wondered. <\/p>\n
\u201cI have no idea. I probably just got it, and you\u2019ve probably had it for a week or more. Your defenses are down, so we need to keep you drinking, eating and taking your meds. Now eat up, Chief.\u201d<\/p>\n
Blair started eating the hot cereal and found out he was really hungry after all and it tasted pretty good going down his throat. It had a very calming effect and Blair was glad of that. \u201cI was a good boy, could I have eggs now?\u201d Blair asked. <\/p>\n
\u201cGive me a couple of minutes and we\u2019ll both have some. Drink your juice and take your pills. They\u2019re on the tray,\u201d Jim said. <\/p>\n
\u201cYou are so good to me, man. I don\u2019t know what I would do without you,\u201d Blair said sadly. He realized Jim was going to have to baby him for a couple of days and Jim wasn\u2019t going to get babied at all. <\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t worry about it, Blair. You\u2019ve taken care of me twice as many times as I have you. This is the first time you\u2019ve ever gotten this sick. I\u2019m glad I\u2019m here for you. Now take your pills and I\u2019ll make eggs.\u201d<\/p>\n
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Two hours after breakfast, Jim woke up to a very sweaty Blair. \/\/Good, his fever broke. Very good news indeed.\/\/ Jim shook Blair gently and said, \u201cI think we should take a fast shower. You\u2019re sweaty from your fever breaking and we don\u2019t want you getting any sicker. Come on, I\u2019ll help you in the shower.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThank you, Jim.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI love you, Blair. You don\u2019t have to thank me over and over again. I love being able to care for you,\u201d Jim stated. <\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t think I\u2019ve ever been this sick in my life. I\u2019m so weak, I can hardly move. You might have to help me get up, Jim.\u201d<\/p>\n
Jim did just that. He helped Blair get undressed, in the shower and took care of Blair\u2019s hair and body ritual once they were in there. Jim realized he felt pretty darn good. He was glad they both weren\u2019t as sick as Blair was. <\/p>\n
Jim got Blair out of the shower and dried him off, putting clean sleep clothes on him and changed the sheets on the futon before they got back into bed. <\/p>\n
Blair was lying there and smiled at Jim. \u201cYou take good care of me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI love you. Now, what about some chicken noodle soup for lunch?\u201d Jim asked. <\/p>\n
\u201cI would love some. I\u2019m actually hungry this time. I might be getting better, thanks to you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe\u2019re not going to slow down on your care yet. It\u2019s important that you do this every day, so you *can* get better.\u201d Jim got up and walked into the kitchen to make the soup. <\/p>\n
Blair watched him while he was getting the pan out of the cupboard. \u201cHey Jim, I think I\u2019m feeling much better, I\u2019m enjoying the view from here.\u201d <\/p>\n
Jim turned around and saw Blair grinning while looking at his ass. \u201cIt can wait, Chief. For three days, you\u2019re getting better. No sex.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGeeze, you\u2019re like a big mean nurse. If I wanted that, I would have let them put me in the hospital,\u201d Blair teased. <\/p>\n
\u201cRest, while I make lunch,\u201d Jim called out. <\/p>\n
Jim got the soup going and got some cottage cheese and put some fruit on top of that for them to share. He glanced over at Blair and saw him drooling onto his pillow, sleeping like a log. This made Jim smile all the more. <\/p>\n
Jim took it all on the tray again and brought it to Blair. \u201cChief, you want to wake up and have your lunch?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGod, did I fall asleep that fast? I must be out of it,\u201d Blair said. <\/p>\n
\u201cEat up and we\u2019ll rest some more after this. I have a feeling tomorrow will be a much better day.\u201d<\/p>\n
Blair smiled up at Jim as he was eating his meal and Jim fell in love with this man all over again. It didn\u2019t matter if he was sick or well, he could do things to Jim that no one else could. Yes, Jim was a man in love and was damn glad of it. Now he just needed to get his love well. Because without him, he would be alone and unhappy. <\/p>\n
Jim smiled back at Blair and Blair was in heaven. He was so glad that they were together. They were a good couple and as soon as Blair felt better, he was going to show Jim how much he loved him. <\/p>\n
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Nursing Blair By Patt Summary: What\u2019s wrong with Blair? Notes: Written for Zelempa. I hope you feel better soon, sweetie. Warnings: Sick Blair and almost sick Jim. Genre: Slash Word Count: 1752 Blair came walking into the loft and Jim … Continue reading