A/N so sorry for the long wait but exams have been a pressing matter and I still have coursework and mock exams to come so I will be updating the next chapter as soon as I can. I'm not completely happy with this chapter but I felt it wasn't going to be improved much with what is going on. So again sorry for the delay and enjoy!

It was midday on Jamie's day off and he was still in bed, although not by choice. In fact he would rather be on shift than having to deal with his migraine. It felt as if someone was trying to rip his brains out, just moving his head an inch caused excruciating pain to shoot around his head. He'd had to position himself facing away from the window because the light was only making the whole thing worse. He knew if he took some painkillers it would probably help, but they were in the bathroom and he didn't have the strength to make the small walk to the bathroom.

Note to self, leave painkillers in bedside cabinet in case of future migraines.

Jamie decided sleeping it off might help it would at least pass the time. Just as he was finally drifting off to sleep he heard the piercing ring of his cell phone. He groaned as he patted his hand on the bedside cabinet feeling for his phone he was going to turn it off but squinting at the screen he saw it was Danny.

If I don't answer he's only going to come and knock my door in. Again.

He picked his phone up as it stopped ringing. He kept hold of his phone knowing Danny would call another three times before he would make his way over.

Guess it's bad that I've noticed a pattern on how many times Danny would ring before coming to knock on my door for a minute for kicking it open.

And sure enough the ringing started. Jamie didn't even look at the caller ID before answering.

"Hi Danny" croaked Jamie,

"How'd you know it was me?"

"Lucky guess"

"Geez kid you sound awful"

"Thanks"

"No really, what's wrong?"

"Migraine"

"Ouch"

"Exactly. Gonna hang up to go to sleep"

"Wait Kid!"

"Not so loud!" groaned Jamie as he pulled the phone away and putting it on speaker.

"Opps, sorry"

"What do you want?"

"Have any painkillers?"

"In bathroom. Haven't gotten up"

"I'm coming over"

"Don't need to" Jamie was starting to fade fast and was very close to falling asleep.

"Well I still am"

"Just don't kick my door in again"

"When have I done that?"

"Not sure, but you've done it four times"

"Only because I care"

"I know"

"See you in a few"

"Ok"

"Jam-"

"Gotta go Danny!" Jamie hung up and threw his phone to the side and leaned over his head almost shoving his head into the bucket as his bedside. He had no idea why it was there, but was thankful that it was. He brought up his dinner from last night and tried to get back into his bed properly but just didn't have the strength. And ended up with his head hanging over the edge of the bed, it didn't help his migraine in the slightest but luckily for him he drifted off to sleep before the pain could really hit him.

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Jamie sluggishly opened his eyes to hearing a soft voice murmur from his bedroom doorway.

"Oh kid, it isn't your day is it?" the person who the voice belonged to, which Jamie slowly figured out to be Danny, walked over and gently put Jamie's head back on to the pillow.

"Dan'y" slurred Jamie with pain and exhaustion.

"Yeah it's me. Hang on a sec and I'll sort the bucket out and bring you some painkillers"

"Bring the whole packet" said Jamie starting to wake up a bit more.

"Why? So you can kill yourself?"

"Well at least the pain would stop" smirked Jamie; Danny shook his head fondly happy to see Jamie act and sound a little more like himself.

Danny returned with the bucket, a bottle of water and the packet of painkillers.

"Now really why did you want the whole packet?" asked Danny as he sat on the edge of the bed.

"To put in my bedside cabinet in case I get another migraine overnight"

"Well aren't you Mr Organised" teased Danny,

"Shut up Danny" huffed Jamie as he took a painkiller dry swallowing it.

Danny smiled as he left the room to get Jamie a drink. By the time he returned Jamie was slowly falling asleep again in the bliss of absent pain.

"Before you go to sleep drink this to help keep you hydrated" said Danny as he handed Jamie a bottle of water.

"Thanks Danny"

"No problem kid" Danny took the bottle from Jamie and helped settle him back under the covers. He ran his fingers through Jamie's hair to help sooth him to sleep the way their parents used to when they were hurt or ill. Soon Jamie was out for the count; Danny sat on the edge of the bed for a few moments more watching his younger brother sleep. Remembering times when Jamie was ill and the family thought he wouldn't survive, Danny thought of all the people Jamie had saved in his career as a cop and thought how lucky those people were that Jamie had survived childhood. Danny knew himself he was lucky Jamie had lived because when Jamie was born like he had done with both Erin and Joe, Danny made a promise that he would watch out for Jamie and look after him. Joe and Danny took Jamie's illnesses hard, not knowing what they could do to help. Even when Jamie had grown up Joe and Danny would come and look after him if he was ill. Which was why on Jamie's days off Danny would call him to make sure Jamie was ok, because he didn't want to find out one day that something had happened to Jamie.

Jamie groaned awake and Danny looked at his watch to find out in shock he had been sat on the bed for almost two hours and figured Jamie was waking up because of the pain coming back. So he got a painkiller from the packet and reached for the bottle and had them ready by the time Jamie blinked awake.

"Here you go kid" said Danny as he handed the painkiller and bottle over.

After Jamie had taken the pill he looked up at Danny and said "thanks Danny"

"Don't mention it" Danny stood up and made his way into the living room and put the T.V on quiet to wait for Jamie's migraine to pass.

Next chapter: N is for Noose.