Cold Wonders
He woke early, the ache was still there. The bones, right to the marrow. The muscles tight. He swung his legs out of bed. They felt heavy. He tried to stand. He felt faint. He felt the blood rush from the head. The ears began to ring. The room began to spin. He sat down on the bed, before lying back flat. He pulled his feet back into bed and pulled the duvet over his body. He started to shiver. Why? when he was running a temperature. It was his body's way of cooling. He coughed. It hurt. He felt his neck glands. They were swollen. He swallowed, it hurt. His eyes started to run. His head ached. He thought back to the day Kate had got the cold and the day Tony opened the envelope with the plague. How had the conversation gone…………………
Gibbs had said "Never had allergies. Never had a cold."
To which poor Kate had replied
"You never had a cold? Snuffling into her hankie.
"Nope. Never had the flu either."
"Why do I believe that?" she had had looked at Tony and asked,
"If you were a bug, would you attack Gibbs?" Tony had answered
" I get colds all the time." Tim replied.
Only this was not a cold, this was worse. He wondered who he could call. No whisper. Send an E-mail like he had done before. He wasn't sure if he could type. The tips of his fingers hurt. He fell into an uneasy sleep.
He woke feeling no better. He needed fluid. He stumbled to the kitchen, poured some water. Abby….she would know what to do. He called.
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"Pervert……what do you want you heavy breather.? If you think that's gonna turn me on try something a bit more sexy than that hoarse voice." she shouted before looking at the callers ID. "Tim that you? Why are you talking like that?"
"I got the flu" he whispered. "I need you to get me something from the pharmacy you could always pop it in the post box………I hadn't thought of that…………………I know leave it on the doormat, knock and run away." as he tried to smile, his face hurt. "Thank you Abby."
He crawled back to bed. As he lay dying, he thought to himself, "why flu germ, why are you torturing me." as he pulled the covers over his head.
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A week later he bounced into NCIS HQ only to find the place slightly deserted.
"Where is everyone?" he asked.
As the phone rang and he picked it up all he could hear was a whisper……
"That you McGee?………thank you for giving us the flu. Tell Gibbs I won't be in, and since Ziva wasn't in yesterday that makes you Senior Field Agent. Now I'm going back to bed."
He switched on the computer. The phone rang again. He picked it up. He listened. He smiled. as he placed the phone back in the cradle, placed his feet on the desk, his hands behind his head. Oh yes being Boss was going to be good.
The End
