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"WAKE UP SERRA," Lowen bellowed over the sleeping form of Serra.
"Let me sleep. 5 more minuets." Serra mumbled pulling the covers over her head.
"Damn you. Get up NOW!" Lowen screamed yanking the covers off of her.
"How dare you. For all you know, I could have been naked!" Serra said sitting up fast and yanking the blanket back from him.
"What did you put in the stew Serra? Think very carefully." Lowen said in a deadly whisper.
"What do you mean? What did I put in the stew?" Serra asked as she got up and wrapped a robe around her.
"Every one in camp, except you and me, are sick to their stomach." Lowen replied.
"OH MY! You tried to poison us all. My stomach! Ooooo I feel sick." Serra cried holding her stomach and falling on to her cot.
"STOP it Serra. Get up. The stew was all gone by the time you and I were able to eat." Lowen said grabbing her arm roughly and dragging her out of the tent.
"Take your hands off me! Let me get dressed first." Serra pleaded as Lowen dragged her over to Hectors and Elwood's tent.
Moans and groans of pain could be heard from inside the tent.
"I don't want to go in there." Serra wined digging in her heals as Lowen continued to drag her along.
"You're a healer. DO your job and heal them." Lowen said as he roughly pushed her toward Hectors cot.
"Fine but I am doing this for Hector not you." Serra said, "Hector honey. Where does it hurt?" Serra asked in a soft baby voice.
"Don't call me honey. Ouch. My whole stomach hurts." Hector cried.
"Lowen boil some water. For stomachaches it is good to take mint tea. Luckily I have some back at my tent." Serra said as she turned and walked out of the tent with Lowen hot on her heels.
"Answer my question Serra. What did you put in the stew?" Lowen asked.
"All I remember you saying is put in the carrots." Serra said as she ran into her tent.
"The diced or stewed carrots?" Lowen asked.
"The diced. I would not touch the slimy stewed ones. Get my hand all slimy! Hah I don't think so." Serra said with a laugh as she dug through her saddlebag and pulled out a big bag of dried mint leaves.
"You idiot. Those where not diced carrots those were herbs for my horse." Lowen said.
"It's not my fault that you put poison herbs in the area where we cook." Serra said with a shrug. She walked out of the tent.
"I put a sign that said 'FOR HORSE ONLY'. Did you not read that? And how can you mistake green herbs for carrots?" Lowen asked.
"Don't you yell at me mister crabby! Did you boil the water?" Serra yelled back at him.
"NO, I am doing that right now." Lowen said marching over to the fire and put water over it to boil.
Serra followed him with cups and the bag of dried mint leaves under her arm. Her rob billowed around her legs as she walked over to the fire.
"You know what Lowen? You have anger management problems. You know that?" Serra asked as she set the cups and mint leaves down.
"Only when I am around you Serra." Lowen replied as he laid another piece of wood on the fire.
"Your so sweet." Serra retorted.
"Its done boiling." Lowen said taking it off the fire.
Serra began to pour the water into the cups. She then proceeded to add three leaves of mint to each cup and stirred the water with her fingertip. Lowen looked at her in horror.
"That is unsanitary. Use a stick or spoon to stir not your fingers." Lowen said with a grimace.
Serra took her finger and licked the tip.
"Yea that should do it. You can start having them drink it." Serra said handing him two cups.
"I'll take it to Lord Eliwood and Hector." Lowen said as he walked into their tent.
The two of them made cup after cup of mint tea. And together administered it to every one in the camp. They were down to two last tents. Erk and Pricilla's and Raven and Lucius.
"SERRA I'm having problems. Erk won't drink the tea." Lowen yelled from in the tent.
"What do you mean you won't drink the tea Erk?" Serra questioned as she came into the tent. When her eyes became accustom to the darkness she say that Pricilla was also in the tent and there was only one cot. Both of them were sitting on the edge of it.
"You spent the night with HER. ON ONE COT. You lying cheating jerk." Serra Screamed.
"You tried to poison us with that stew. And I never cheated on you. We aren't even together." Erk retorted back.
"I never tried to poison you. This tea is to settle your stomach down. However now I'm not going to let you drink it." Serra said as she grabbed the cup of tea from Lowen.
"Serra stop this nonsense. Give me the tea." Lowen said grabbing her arm.
"Stop touching me! No I'll let him die for what he did to me." Serra said trying to yank her arm out of Lowen's grip.
"At least let Pricilla take the tea. She is in pain." Lowen said he had one arm around Serra's waist, and the other was trying to grab the tea from her outstretched arm. Finally Lowen got a hold of the cup. He set Serra down and proceeded to give Pricilla the tea.
"I HATE YOU ERK. I spent all morning making tea and giving it to every one and you have the guts to say I tried to poison you." Serra half screamed and cried at the same time. "I thought you knew me better than that." And with that Serra walked over to Erk and slapped him on the face and then ran out of the tent crying silently to herself.
"Hey Serra watch where you are going." Mathew said as Serra bumped into him. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing. How are you feeling?" Serra asked as she wiped tears from her eyes.
"Fit as a fiddle." Mathew replies as he thumbs his chest with his fist.
"That's good." Serra said and then began to walk away.
"Wait I was looking for you. Something is wrong with Lucius. Raven is going nuts because he can't find you."
"Lets go than." Serra said as she followed Mathew to Lucius's tent.
Mathew led them to a tent and pulled back the tent flap. Inside Raven was on his knees next to Lucius's cot. In his hand was a rag, which he was wiping Lucius forehead with.
"It's about time you showed up. He is getting worse with these fits." Raven said standing up and roughly pushing Serra to the cot.
Serra knelt beside Lucius who was struggling to breath in and out. Bending over him she rested her ear on his chest. Getting up she looked at Lucius for a second.
"Mathew I need you to be quick. In my saddlebag I have a small tin container with a Licorice root. Bring it to me with a pot of boiling water." Serra said urgently.
Mathew took off for the licorice root. Lucius began to cough and gasp. His hands went to his throat and his blue eyes where wide with alarm. Quickly Serra took out her little hand knife she used to cut herbal plants with. Kneeling over him she began cutting the collar of his shirt.
"Get off him." Raven said roughly as he tried to stop her.
"He can't breath Raven. I need to get that stupid shirt off. He is having an asthma attack. Get out of my way." Serra Yelled at Raven and shoved him aside.
Serra cut the shirt open and pulled it off of Lucius. Mathew came in and handed her the pot of boiling water.
"Mathew I need you to lift his head up so he is directly over the steam." Serra said as she held the hot pan in her hands.
Mathew gently helped Lucius up who was still gasping and jerking for air.
"LISTEN to me Lucius. Calm down take slow breaths of air. That's it, small breaths is all you need." Serra said.
"Thank you sister Serra…. You saved my life." Lucius struggled to say the words.
"Your welcome. Please do not talk right now. Here take this cup of Licorice root tea. It is supposed to help with these attacks." Serra said handing him the cup.
Not able to help herself she gazed at Lucius as he drank the tea. OH St. Elimine. He is so handsome. Serra thought to herself as she watched his chest rise and fall. Lucius looked small but underneath he was actually very fit. The sound of people running and shouting outside caught every ones attention.
"Looks like trouble." Mathew said as he peeked outside the tent.
"What do you mean?" Serra asked.
"Look for yourself." Mathew said.
Serra got up and looked outside. There was Erk marching straight for them yelling for her. Lowen was close behind trying to reason with him.
St. Elimine give me courage. Serra said to herself.
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