83 Howls: [Accidental Video Post]

[coyote_walking]

The device turns on as it falls to the floor transmitting the side of a bed with an arm hanging over the edge. There's the sound of coughing - a wet nasty sounding cough - and a low moan as the arm pulls back under the covers and the edge of a shivering Mercy is seen trying to pull the covers up around her even further.

Ugh... so cold. Can't get warm.


More coughing ending in a soft moan.

This is... damn. I'm never sick.

Comments

[voice]

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

[Sniffles and a hoarse voice reply.]

I don't know what this is, but it needs to end.

Re: [voice]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

[More coughing and a muffled moan.]

Mara?

Yeah. I'm not used to this.

[Voice]

[bloodcakedarmor.livejournal.com]

You're sick?

Re: [Voice]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Derek?

[More coughing, which she tries hard to hide.]

I... yes. I... I'm fine, though.

[Voice]

[bloodcakedarmor.livejournal.com]

You don't sound fine.

[Obvious Derek is obvious.]

Seen a doctor?

Re: [Voice]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

I, um... no.

[Yeah, she's not going to tell him she's too weak to get out of bed.]

I'll be fine. Just need to rest.

[Voice]

[bloodcakedarmor.livejournal.com]

...okay.

[And he doesn't sound happy about it.]

Re: [voice]

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

If it was a curse, it should end quickly.

Re: [Voice]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Hey now...

[Her voice is hoarse, but she's managing to hold back the coughing for a moment.]

You need to focus on getting your memory back. Don't you worry about me, okay?

Re: [voice]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but it's just getting worse.

Re: [voice]

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

I'd offer to help but [sneeze] I'd be of no use.

Re: [voice]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Yeah, ditto. I can't even get out of bed.

Re: [voice]

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

Do you want me to send Ken over?

Re: [voice]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

No, no.

[More coughing.]

I don't want anybody else to catch this.

Re: [voice]

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

He hasn't gotten it from me yet.

Re: [voice]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

I don't think I could even make it to a door to let him in.

I'll be okay. I have to get better soon, right?

Re: [Voice]

[bloodcakedarmor.livejournal.com]

Go to the hospital, Mercy.

[Yes he's completely ignoring you because he's a take care of everyone else before himself kind of guy. Even if he can't remember a lot about you.]

Re: [Voice]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

I... can't.

[Voice]

[bloodcakedarmor.livejournal.com]

Why not?

Re: [Voice]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

I... I can't get out of bed.

Re: [Voice]

[bloodcakedarmor.livejournal.com]

Why?

[Now he's completely worried.]

You're just sick, right? A cold or the flu like everybody else?

Re: [Voice]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

I don't have the strength to get very far.

I think I might have pneumonia.

[Voice]

[bloodcakedarmor.livejournal.com]

That guy uhm... uh... Reid. He can help you.

Re: [Voice]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Okay.

When he gets home I'll see what he can do.


[It's all she can do not to cry that he can barely even remember Reid.]

[Voice]

[bloodcakedarmor.livejournal.com]

I can't remember... where you are.

Re: [Voice]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

[And now she is crying and trying to cover it with coughing. He doesn't remember where she is and barely remembers Reid. He probably doesn't even really know who she is, and right now that's just breaking her heart and more than she thinks she can even deal with.

It takes her a few moments to pull herself together.]

It's okay. I'll be fine. Don't you worry about me. I wouldn't want you to catch this anyway.

[She curls up in a tighter ball, shivering under the covers, and closes her eyes. She's just going to imagine she's curled up on the couch with him, warm and safe, and pretend that everything is just fine. It's all she has right now.]

Re: [voice]

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

Of course you do.

Re: [voice]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Dean and Derek want me in the hospital. Say I can call and someone will probably come get me. I'm just, I'm never sick.

Re: [voice]

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

This may be a curse, being at the hospital might be better for you.

Re: [voice]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Yeah, probably. [sigh[

Have I ever mentioned how much I hate hospitals?

Re: [voice]

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

Only as much as I do.

Re: [voice]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Sorry. I forgot. It's much worse for you.

Re: [voice]

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

And yet I work there several times a week. One wonders about my sanity, I imagine.

Re: [voice]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Well, if you can help people, I guess it's worth it.

Re: [voice]

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

I don't know how much help I am. I listen, I talk to them, I tell them what I know they want to hear. They're all dead in the end, I'm not sure what difference it makes.

Re: [voice]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

It would make a lot of difference to me if I was in their shoes.

Re: [voice]

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

I suppose.

Re: [voice]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Okay. Gonna call someone now. See if they can help.

Re: [voice]

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

Good.

Re: [voice]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

I'll let you know how it goes.

Re: [voice]

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

Please? [cough-cough-cough] I think maybe it's time for a nap for me, too.

Re: [voice]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Go rest. Feel better soon, okay?

Re: [voice]

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

You, too. Do what the doctors tell you to.

Re: [voice]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Yes, ma'am.