FILL - The dish ran away with the spoon (2/2)seanchaidhMay 25 2010, 02:59:35 UTC
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"Bones?"
Leonard isn't ready to turn away from the hypos, still unsure where to begin. He knows they're for the symptoms, and for the new symptoms he'll get while the treatments begin. His hand trembles as he tries to decide which one to take, and he isn't sure anymore.
"Bones." Strong arms wrap around his middle, anchoring the brittleness Leonard feels, and offering a calm that soothes the rough edges. Jim presses gentle kisses to his jaw and next to his ear. "You okay?"
"I... don't know where to begin," Leonard says, hearing how his voice trembles and he's coming apart despite himself. His legs feel weak, but he knows for the first time he won't fall. He leans against Jim's support. "There's too much."
"Nah, we'll just do one step at a time," Jim tells him, and sets him down on the sofa. Jim's smile is bright. "I saw you taking notes when M'Benga was discussing the treatment with you. Where's your padd?"
Leonard points wordlessly to it, and as Jim fetches it, a rhyme suddenly comes to mind. Even though he feels numb, he feels a smile begin to touch his own lips as he murmurs, "'Hey diddle diddle, the cat and the fiddle.'"
Coming back with the padd in hand, Jim looks at him oddly. "'The cow jumped over the moon. The little dog laughed to see such sport, and the dish ran away with the spoon.' What brought that nursery rhyme to mind?"
He felt calm as he watched Jim consult the notes, and began to arrange the hypos in an order that would probably make sense later. "How did you make this happen?"
"I promised you the moon," Jim says, and hands over the first hypo filled with... whatever was needed. "I did what needed to be done, Bones. Do you want to give it to yourself, or do you need a hand?"
His grip is too shaky, so Leonard tilts his head to side, baring his neck. Jim's touch is careful and oddly precise, and after the medications are administered, he's being guided to bed and tucked in.
"Thought you said doctors made the worst patients," Jim teases, setting himself close and running fingers through his hair.
"You'll find out later," Leonard murmurs, closing his eyes. This is just the start. He knows it's going to get worse before it gets better, and he's scared to go through it.
Jim leans in and presses a kiss to his forehead. "I can't wait to see it."
Re: FILL - The dish ran away with the spoon (2/2)weepingnaiadMay 25 2010, 03:38:58 UTC
Well done! I love it when Jim moves heaven and earth for Bones! Was worried at the beginning, thought he was only taking things to help him deal with it, not the cure!
"Bones?"
Leonard isn't ready to turn away from the hypos, still unsure where to begin. He knows they're for the symptoms, and for the new symptoms he'll get while the treatments begin. His hand trembles as he tries to decide which one to take, and he isn't sure anymore.
"Bones." Strong arms wrap around his middle, anchoring the brittleness Leonard feels, and offering a calm that soothes the rough edges. Jim presses gentle kisses to his jaw and next to his ear. "You okay?"
"I... don't know where to begin," Leonard says, hearing how his voice trembles and he's coming apart despite himself. His legs feel weak, but he knows for the first time he won't fall. He leans against Jim's support. "There's too much."
"Nah, we'll just do one step at a time," Jim tells him, and sets him down on the sofa. Jim's smile is bright. "I saw you taking notes when M'Benga was discussing the treatment with you. Where's your padd?"
Leonard points wordlessly to it, and as Jim fetches it, a rhyme suddenly comes to mind. Even though he feels numb, he feels a smile begin to touch his own lips as he murmurs, "'Hey diddle diddle, the cat and the fiddle.'"
Coming back with the padd in hand, Jim looks at him oddly. "'The cow jumped over the moon. The little dog laughed to see such sport, and the dish ran away with the spoon.' What brought that nursery rhyme to mind?"
He felt calm as he watched Jim consult the notes, and began to arrange the hypos in an order that would probably make sense later. "How did you make this happen?"
"I promised you the moon," Jim says, and hands over the first hypo filled with... whatever was needed. "I did what needed to be done, Bones. Do you want to give it to yourself, or do you need a hand?"
His grip is too shaky, so Leonard tilts his head to side, baring his neck. Jim's touch is careful and oddly precise, and after the medications are administered, he's being guided to bed and tucked in.
"Thought you said doctors made the worst patients," Jim teases, setting himself close and running fingers through his hair.
"You'll find out later," Leonard murmurs, closing his eyes. This is just the start. He knows it's going to get worse before it gets better, and he's scared to go through it.
Jim leans in and presses a kiss to his forehead. "I can't wait to see it."
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