I would like to thank everyone for making me finish this. It's not that I didn't want to but I lacked the time.
So with out further a due, I give you part two of Hard to Buy For
Christmas rolled around and Danny was surprised to wake up around twelve with Martin still asleep. He smiled softly, kissing the top of his lover's head. Normally Martin would wake him up around eight o'clock, even on their days off. "Rise and shine, sleepy head," Danny mumbled trying to get the other awake.
He pulled back alarmed by the heat coming off of Martin. He thought that he had been a bit warmer than he usually was, but he knew this was the start of a fever. The other man shivered despite all of the blankets covering them. He let out a small groan waking up, "Merry Christmas," he tried to smile up at Danny but his face scrunched up as he sneezed.
Danny put his hand to Martin's forehead, "You have a fever," he said gently.
"I'm fine," Martin rasped out.
"No you're not," he hushed him before he could speak again and hurt his voice, "I'll go get you something to eat and some medicine."
"I'm not sick, I can't be sick," the younger man pleaded.
"Shhh, it's okay," Danny kissed his forehead, "I'll be right back," he got out of bed making toast and coffee to bring in the room along with Martin's medicine. "Here you go."
"I'm sorry," Martin said as he sat up to eat.
"There's nothing to be sorry for," Danny reassured.
"No…I…I was supposed to wake us up at seven so that," he fumbled around in his night stand draw to pull out two tickets, "Remember when you said you wanted to go to Rome?"
The Hispanic paused, he mentioned that when Martin first came to the team, back before they were friendly with each other, "Martin…"
"I was going to take you to Rome for the week. I got Jack to clear our work week and everything."
"You can always get the date changed."
"I know but…"
"Martin, it's okay."
He spent most of the day making sure Martin didn't do too much so he would get better, but towards the early afternoon it was obvious that he was only getting worse. His fever was almost 102 and he was too weak to get out of bed. The medicine that he was given wasn't working and Danny was starting to get worried.
Whenever Martin did get sick he always got over it fairly quickly without too many symptoms, so him getting slick like this was scary. Martins started to complain about aches and pains shaking under a mountain of blanket. And worse, he kept apologizing for ruining their Christmas.
Samantha came over like she always did during the holiday bringing presents, "Where's Martin?" she asked setting the items in her arms on the table.
"He's sick." Danny whispered anxiously, he wanted to get back to the room to make sure Martin was okay.
"He's got the sniffles?"
"No, I think it might be the flu he's got aches and pains and a fever. Sam, I've never seen him like this. And the medicine's not working" He kept his voice low so the man in the other room couldn't hear.
"Where is he?"
"He finally managed to fall asleep."
Samantha took off her coat and sat down at the table in the kitchen, "What did he get you this year," she asked trying to change to subject before Danny completely freaked out. Though she was curious to what over the top gift Martin got him this time.
"He was going to take me to Rome because I mentioned that I wanted to go. That was years ago!"
"That's too sweet." She gushed
"I know, but he keeps apologizing for ruining our Christmas." He sighed, "I feel kind of bad, he's miserable." He heard a thump and got up knowing that Martin was probably working his way down the hall.
"Danny?" he heard a croak. Martin must have lost his voice.
"I'm right here babe," he met Martin half way taking him into his arms for support. "You're not supposed to be out of bed," he said calmly. He could feel that Martin's fever had rose and was trying not to panic. "How about I run you a bath?"
Martin agreed.
Danny sat him on the couch, "Do you mind watching him while I run him a bath?" he asked Samantha.
"Of course not," she couldn't help but smile as she saw Danny wrapping Martin tightly in a blanket.
"Thanks," Danny ran a luke warm bath as quickly as he could. He knew that Martin was going to fight him the moment he touched the water but he had to do this. When he came back to get him Samantha announced that she was going to be leaving. Danny thanked her for coming and carried Martin to the bathroom.
Sitting him on the toilet seat he helped him take off his clothes before he lowered him into the bath. He fought him the moment he touched the water saying it was too cold. After a moment he got used to the temperature though he was still shivering. He leaned against Danny's chest dozing off.
Danny wrapped in a fluffy towel and hulled him back into bed. He dressed him in lose fitting pajama pants and shirt. Martin was in a restless sleep, tossing in turning, still in pain even as he slept. Danny laid down next him holding him close.
The next day, things seemed to be the same, except for the fever. It looked as if it had broken over night but he was still in pain, and shivering, but getting better. Martin smiled up at him in the morning kissing Danny's chin lightly.
They were sitting on the couch Danny letting Martin laid on him as they watched some mindless Christmas special. "You know, I never got to give you your Christmas present." Danny said.
"I told you I didn't want anything," Martin said pulling the blanket more fully over them.
"You say that every year, and you know I always get you something anyway."
"What is it?" Martin sat up a bit.
Danny handed Martin a small box, "Open it and see."
Martin's face lid up as he pulled off the ribbon the box was a little bigger than his hand. "Are you sure you can't just tell me," His hands were shaking too badly to pull off the wrapping paper.
Danny took the box from his hand, slowly undoing the paper for him, "You know I love you, don't you?"
"And I you," Martin kissed Danny's nose.
"When we first met," he was still working at the tape on the sides, "I hated you for no reason. But when we started talking I realized that I didn't really know you, and when I did. Martin…I fell for you so fast."
"Danny…"
"Let me finish. I love you and I always will," he got the paper off and was starting to open the box, "Martin Vincent Fitzgerald, will you marry me?" he opened to box to revile a ring. It was a sliver band with a medium size diamond in the middle. Underneath, the small diamond in the middle, were different stones so that a rainbow was reflected inside.
"Danny," Martin gasped though it came out more like a cough. There was no emotion on his face other than shock. The quiet held up for a few minutes. Danny grew uneasy as the seconds thick on. He could tell Martin was thinking most likely weighing out the pros and cons.
"Martin, say something, please."
"Danny, I…yes. Yes I will marry you." He leaped at Danny and kissed him passionately. Danny kissed him back. The younger man was all but squeezing him after Danny slipped the ring on his finger.
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