Toothache

A/N: Ok, so I posted this a while ago as part of the 30 Days 30 Songs challenge, but I got HORRIBLE flames because it's a song fic. I decided to remove it until I felt I could re-post it as a single fic inspired by a song and here it is.

This song is doubly inspired. It's inspired by the Green Day Song Give Me Novacaine and the episode _ Rites. This is my first attempt at writing Jim and Jean, but I couldn't resist using this idea. I could have easily copped out and wrote Robbie taking Jamie to the dentist, but my dad knew Mark McManus personally, so I felt I should honour his memory in some way, so I chose fanfiction.

Disclaimer: I don't own them, I'm just being a nice little girl and playing with them and then returning them when I'm done. I don't own the song either. Beta read by I think ur Superman.

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The pain was becoming unbearable, it was almost like it was becoming a migraine as it travelled up his jaw and it was making him more crabbit than usual.

It was bad enough having to visit the dentist on the best of days, but now he was even more reluctant to go since his last dentist had been murdered.

"I've made you an appointment for tomorrow at ten," Jean said one night as Jim came in from work relatively early. "And before you say anything, I've cleared it with Jack and Michael is taking you."

"Oh come on Jean," Jim snapped. "It's not that bad."

"You're going Jim Taggart and that's final," Jean said with determination. "Otherwise you will have to find someone else to cook your dinner as I refuse to do it until you go to the dentist."

"Aye right, Jean," Jim scoffed. "Look what happened to my last dentist. Tried to kill his wife and then ended up drowned in the surgery's fish tank."

"This lad is different," Jean countered. "He's nice to everyone and looks after the elderly patients while they are waiting on someone to pick them up."

"That's the point, Jean," Jim argued. "He's just a lad. Barely out of school. How's he meant to know all about my teeth?"

"You're going, Jim," Jean said as she wheeled out of the room. "And that's final."

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The next day, Michael sat in the waiting room at the dentist's surgery while his boss was in with the dentist getting a filling in a broken tooth. A smug smile graced his lips as he realised how much control Jean Taggart had over her stubborn mule of a husband.