I would give the world for you
The Captain apologies
I do not own Captain Jack Aubrey Doctor or Doctor Stephen Maturin, too bad, and I am actually very much in debt, so please do not sue, you will only get a very fat rabbit and mountains of homework. Movie Universe. I have only seen the movie so please no one kill me if I don't get it to book standards. This happens after Stephen performs surgery on himself but before he recovers. Not slash, I'm trying to broaden my writing pallet. Please enjoy, and please review. I know it's not that great but I'm getting better.
Why did we argue? My friend lays there injured with a bullet wound on his gut and all I can do is ask myself that question over and over again. I just can't understand why I had quarreled with him. We always disagree, but I have never fought him so strongly.
The doctor had asked if this had all been for him, how could it not be. After all refusing him this was what broke our friendship. I sat by Stephen's side through his fever and his recovery. He called my name a few times and I just gently calmed him with a touch. Just a stray bullet and yet it brought down my friend whose usually so vibrant and alive. I'm not used to him being so still, so broken, he is always so alive. I am the captain, in control of the ship and crew, but he commands respect and love. He is in control of himself all the time, while I have to look to him when I falter, which is more often then I would care to admit.
"Jack," my friend's voice brought him out of his reverie.
"I'm here Stephen," I couldn't believe that my voice almost cracked.
"Why, did you do all this Jack?" Stephen asked groggily, "Why did you do all this for me?"
"You have always been there for me when I needed you, how could I not be." I find it difficult to speak as I say this so I take a deep breath before continuing on, "It was more then the bullet that injured you, it was my betrayal, I had to make it right." As I looked down I saw his friend had fallen back into an unconscious stupor.
As I gently pulled the blanket around his shoulders, a member of my crew came and told me to let him sleep. My muscles groaned when I stood, from sitting for far too long I suppose. Looking back at him, I saw him squirm in his sleep and move as if trying to grab my hand. I left him to sleep, trying to keep the tears out of my eyes. He's going to be fine, I just have to keep telling myself that.
When I got to my tent I decided I couldn't stay in one place, so I just kept walking, nodding to my men as I passed them.
As I left the camp suddenly I was no longer there alone, he was walking beside me. It seemed so natural, even though I knew he was back in his tent, injured. "You know Jack, sometimes I really wonder why, we're friends," He said to me with only a semi-serious tone to his voice, "I mean look at us, we're polar opposites."
"Well you know the old saying, opposites attract." We laughed at that, but as I turned to him with a serious look on my face, he disappeared. I looked down disappointed, I had wanted to apologize to him, but I knew I needed to say it to the real him not a delusion.
Why did I react so strongly to Stephen being Stephen. We have been at odds since we met, but usually we can just patch it up in a matter of minutes. We're two different people, I know that, but it has never hit me so strongly before. I have become so entangled in this quest that I had lost sight of our friendship, and then I almost lost him.
I don't know how long I wandered before I finally returned back to camp, I immediately went to check on Stephen. As I went into his tent I realized that he wasn't there and started to panic. Just as I was about to completely lose my mind one of the crew informed me that the dear doctor had gone out searching for his flightless bird. How like Stephan, he gets shot, performs surgery on himself, then goes back to chasing his animals.
I sighed, "You will be the death of me doctor." I quietly whispered to myself. I smiled slightly knowing that the world had been put right again. I knew I would do anything for him, I would give the world if he asked for it, but then there would be no need for soldiers like me, I thought ruefully Stephen would find a way to get rid of war. I smiled to myself, again, yes, all was right in the world.
The Captain apologies
I do not own Captain Jack Aubrey Doctor or Doctor Stephen Maturin, too bad, and I am actually very much in debt, so please do not sue, you will only get a very fat rabbit and mountains of homework. Movie Universe. I have only seen the movie so please no one kill me if I don't get it to book standards. This happens after Stephen performs surgery on himself but before he recovers. Not slash, I'm trying to broaden my writing pallet. Please enjoy, and please review. I know it's not that great but I'm getting better.
Why did we argue? My friend lays there injured with a bullet wound on his gut and all I can do is ask myself that question over and over again. I just can't understand why I had quarreled with him. We always disagree, but I have never fought him so strongly.
The doctor had asked if this had all been for him, how could it not be. After all refusing him this was what broke our friendship. I sat by Stephen's side through his fever and his recovery. He called my name a few times and I just gently calmed him with a touch. Just a stray bullet and yet it brought down my friend whose usually so vibrant and alive. I'm not used to him being so still, so broken, he is always so alive. I am the captain, in control of the ship and crew, but he commands respect and love. He is in control of himself all the time, while I have to look to him when I falter, which is more often then I would care to admit.
"Jack," my friend's voice brought him out of his reverie.
"I'm here Stephen," I couldn't believe that my voice almost cracked.
"Why, did you do all this Jack?" Stephen asked groggily, "Why did you do all this for me?"
"You have always been there for me when I needed you, how could I not be." I find it difficult to speak as I say this so I take a deep breath before continuing on, "It was more then the bullet that injured you, it was my betrayal, I had to make it right." As I looked down I saw his friend had fallen back into an unconscious stupor.
As I gently pulled the blanket around his shoulders, a member of my crew came and told me to let him sleep. My muscles groaned when I stood, from sitting for far too long I suppose. Looking back at him, I saw him squirm in his sleep and move as if trying to grab my hand. I left him to sleep, trying to keep the tears out of my eyes. He's going to be fine, I just have to keep telling myself that.
When I got to my tent I decided I couldn't stay in one place, so I just kept walking, nodding to my men as I passed them.
As I left the camp suddenly I was no longer there alone, he was walking beside me. It seemed so natural, even though I knew he was back in his tent, injured. "You know Jack, sometimes I really wonder why, we're friends," He said to me with only a semi-serious tone to his voice, "I mean look at us, we're polar opposites."
"Well you know the old saying, opposites attract." We laughed at that, but as I turned to him with a serious look on my face, he disappeared. I looked down disappointed, I had wanted to apologize to him, but I knew I needed to say it to the real him not a delusion.
Why did I react so strongly to Stephen being Stephen. We have been at odds since we met, but usually we can just patch it up in a matter of minutes. We're two different people, I know that, but it has never hit me so strongly before. I have become so entangled in this quest that I had lost sight of our friendship, and then I almost lost him.
I don't know how long I wandered before I finally returned back to camp, I immediately went to check on Stephen. As I went into his tent I realized that he wasn't there and started to panic. Just as I was about to completely lose my mind one of the crew informed me that the dear doctor had gone out searching for his flightless bird. How like Stephan, he gets shot, performs surgery on himself, then goes back to chasing his animals.
I sighed, "You will be the death of me doctor." I quietly whispered to myself. I smiled slightly knowing that the world had been put right again. I knew I would do anything for him, I would give the world if he asked for it, but then there would be no need for soldiers like me, I thought ruefully Stephen would find a way to get rid of war. I smiled to myself, again, yes, all was right in the world.