Tittle: Wounds
Challenge: Relax
Disclaimer: Kripike is just jealous that the fangirls write better than him...but he did kinda come up with the idea first.
Word Count: 100!!! ...if i had more, you'd get another POV.
A/N: I don't actually know the challenge word. It only says Control on E's profile. But I pieced it together from what I read so far. So Happy Birthday to Sammygirl1963! I hope that's whose Birthday it is. If caring John is part of the challenge, I'll write that later.
How can I ever relax
When I saw you flying
Into the grave tombstone?
I saw blood, stop lying.
I don't give a damn
That I have a fever!
You could be worse
You're not leaving here.
Not until, I'm sure.
Not until you're well.
Don't say I should relax
You're injured I can tell.
o-o-o-o-o
Aw, Sammy, it's just a scrape.
But your fever has spiked-
And your infections worse.
Stop trying to start a fight.
Between worries and meds,
He falls into a dreamless sleep.
Now I can finally relax and
My oozing wounds I can treat.