(AN: Sorry about the long wait but here is the next part. I'll try to update soon. Hope you enjoy.)
Jack woke up in the middle of the night. "SARAH what time is it?"
"It's one o'clock Jack. Are you okay?"
"Yes. I'm fine SARAH." Jack swung his feet out of the bed. He felt the cold floor beneath his feet. He stood up and counted his steps to the bathroom. He held out his hand to feel for the door. He touched it and sighed. "12," he said softly. He opened the door and catalogued the steps to the toilet, sink, and shower.
When Jack walked out of the bathroom he tripped over the raised doorway divider. He fell hitting his cheek on the floor. Jack groaned in pain.
He stood up and cursed. He lost count. He walked slowly back to the bed. He sighed in relief when his legs hit the bed. He crawled into the bed and curled into a ball.
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Nathan woke up at five. He got up and walked out into the hallway. He walked into Jack's room. He saw Jack curled into a ball and a bruise on his cheek. Nathan sat down on the bed and Jack's head shot up off the bed.
"Nathan?" Nathan was taken aback by the use of his first name.
"Yes. You okay Carter? What happened to your cheek?"
"I'm fine. I fell down coming out of the bathroom. Where are you?" Nathan chuckled.
"I'm right in front of you Sheriff." Jack reached out to and he touched Nathan's arm. When Jack felt Nathan's warm skin, he withdrew his hand. Nathan chuckled again.
"It's okay Sheriff. I don't bite hard."
"Bastard."
"Are you hungry?" Nathan asked pretending he didn't hear Jack.
"Yes. Can I have my robe?"
Nathan grabbed the robe off of the dresser and handed it to Jack. Jack sat up and stood. He pulled on the robe. He didn't bother to close it. Jack turned around and stared at the floor.
Nathan stared at him before he got off the bed and walked to the other side of the bed. He took Jack by the arm and helped him out of the room and down the stairs. "20," Jack mumbled to himself.
"What?" Nathan asked looking at Jack. Jack smiled at him.
"Nothing." Nathan walked Jack to the kitchen. He smiled as realization dawned on him. He sat Jack into a seat.
"What do you want?"
"Eggs and toast."
"Coffee too?" Jack nodded his head. He listened to Nathan making breakfast.
"How did you convince SARAH to let you cook?" Jack asked.
"Well I told her I wanted to help. SARAH's making your coffee." Jack laughed a little.
"At least you didn't threaten my house." Nathan chuckled.
"That would have been the next step." Jack couldn't help but grin.
Nathan placed the plate of food in front of Jack and the cup of coffee on the left of him. Nathan watched Jack's hand grip for the fork and when he grabbed it he breathed a small sigh.
Jack started to eat and then he reached for his cup of coffee. He was sure it was on the left of the plate. He smiled triumphantly when he grabbed the mug.
Nathan sat there drinking a cup of coffee watching Jack. "Aren't you going to eat Stark?"
"I'm not a breakfast person."
"You should though." Nathan shrugged and then remembered.
"I guess."
"Are you going to GD?"
"No, not today. Tomorrow I have to go." Nathan took a hold of Jack's arm. Nathan looked at the bruise on Jack's cheek.
"Does your cheek hurt?" Nathan said, gently touching it.
"Not really." Jack said unconsciously leaning into the touch.
"I'm going to still put some ice on it." Nathan pulled his fingers away and Jack nodded.
"You want a shower?"
"Yeah," Jack said.
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Nathan helped Jack to his room. "Have you called Zoe yet?" Nathan asked.
"No. I don't want to worry her."
"You should still call."
"I will soon." Nathan sat Jack on his bed.
"You know you don't have to help," Jack said. Nathan smiled sadly. He knew Jack had too much pride but was still taking the help.
"I know Sheriff but I want to help," Nathan said.
"But you don't like me." Nathan chuckled.
"That isn't true." Nathan said waking away to Jack's closet. Jack stood taking off his robe and sweatpants, leaving on his boxers. He stretched and yawned.
Nathan turned around and stared at him. Jack looked in Nathan's direction.
"Stark is there something wrong? You might burn holes into my flesh if you keep staring." Nathan shook his head.
"Sorry. I spaced out. Your clothes are on the bed when you're done."
Nathan put the clothes on the bed and left the room quickly. Jack frowned slightly before going to the bathroom.
When Jack was done, Nathan took him back downstairs and they sat on the couch after Nathan got an ice pack. They spent the rest of the day talking to each other.
