Disclaimer: I don't own The 100.
Chapter 1 The Flu
"Your son has the flu, Mr. Murphy. Most of the kids in this sector do." Dr. Griffin said smiling down at John. "Here are two fever reducing pills take one now and the other in six hours. No solid foods until he's keeping liquids down."
"Thank you doctor," Alex Murphy said as he escorted her towards the door.
"John will be fine, both Clark and Wells have already recovered." Dr. Griffin said.
Once she was gone Alex turned to his son. "Hear that John. At least two days with no school and no work."
John smiled, he loved the times where it was just him and his dad. Man time his dad called it. Mom had been on shift when quarantine locked their sector. Once his fever broke she would come home but until then it was just him and his dad. He wished he felt better so they could play a game but his body ached and his head swam every time he moved.
"Read to me," John asked.
Alex nodded and pulled a worn notebook off the shelf. In the notebook he had pain stackenly copied out his son's favorite library book, "Sounder."
By now John could practically recite the novel from memory, but he still insisted His Dad read it to him.
John relaxed and closed his eyes as his dad's voice told the familiar story of a Earth boy and his beloved dog. That was John's greatest wish to have a dog. A dog who would love him best and always be his friend unlike Finn who only wanted to be friends when Raven wasn't around. John fell asleep as his dad read. Forgetting his pain as he was lost in the story.
Several hours later he woke as his stomach rejected the thin soup he'd eaten earlier. Dad tried to get him to eat more but he felt too sick. Dad tried to distract him again with the book, but John continued to throw up even after his stomach was empty.
Alex was getting worried now. John's fever had been climbing and he seemed to be half asleep. In desperation he gave John the second pill. But not five minutes later John thew it back up with the little bit of water he'd taken with it. Alex tried to give it to him again, but John threw up seconds after he swallowed it.
Alex called for the doctor but was told it would be a few hours. All he could do was coaxes John to drink and hold him with he threw up. He son now felt hot to the touch but was shivering violently. He pressed a cool glass bottle to his son's head and held his boy close.
Finally three house and 46 minutes later Dr. Heys arrived. He barely glanced at John, only at his tablet. "Mr. Murry, you've already received your fair share of fever tablets, I can't give you any more for another 12 hours." He held up the bottle of pills and shook it. "These have to last for the whole sector."
"Please, he can't seem to stop vomiting." Alex said, gesturing to the bucket.
Dr. Heys frowned, "I hope you haven't given him more than his rationed amount of water."
"Dr. Griffin said to keep him hydrated."
"Abby is too soft, this will pass you just need to wait it out."
"Please. I have some credits saved," Alex pleaded.
"Mr. Murphy, my answer is still no. He can have another pill tomorrow." Dr. Heys said putting the pill bottle in his pocket before turning to leave.
Alex looked desperately around as if searching for a solution.
John gave a weak moan.
Squaring his shoulders he followed Dr. Heys out.
"Doctor, wait a moment." Alex called.
Dr. Heys turned. "Mr. Murphy, I won't change my mind."
"I know, I just want to say thank you for seeing John." Alex said. He held out his hand to shake the doctors.
After a long pause Dr. Heys reached out and shook his hand.
Quickly Alex reached for the pocket and grabbed the bottle of pills.
"I was only doing my job," Dr. Heys said.
With a curt nod, Alex turned away slipping the bottle into his own pocket.
"Hold it right there." A new voice called.
Alex froze, as he heard someone walk towards them.
"He took something from your pocket."
With that Alex started to run, maybe he could bar the door long enough to give John a pill.
"He stole medicine, a whole bottle," Dr. Heys called.
But the gaurd was already chasing Alex. One hit with the shock stick and Alex knew no more.
Alex Murphy was taken to interrogation. No one thought to check on John until Dr. Griffin stopped by the next day.
During the night John's fever had finally broken. and he'd fallen into a deep sleep.
"Where's your dad, John?" Dr. Griffin asked.
John looked around, "I don't know?" He pointed at the note book sitting in the chair by his bed. "Last I remember he was reading to me."
"I'll find out where he's gone. You eat some soup and rest," Dr. Griffin said.
John nodded accepting the food from the her.
Dr. Griffen smiled and ruffled his hair. "Now your fevers gone, we just have to wait 12 hours and your Mom can come home."
But that didn't happen because Alex had been arrested.
This is just an idea I had after I started rewatching The 100. John Murphy has such an interesting character arc, I wanted to delve deeper into his story. What do you think? Is it worth continuing?