Overslept? Not likely.
A Eureka fanfic. And change of pace here its a Fargo story (she said sarcastically). Well as always I do not own Eureka or any of its characters although if Fargos up for grabs I'll take him. Enjoy(:
Rated K Family and Friends. Hurt/Comfort
"Where is Fargo", Nathan asked himself irritated. He had important things to get done and needed Fargos assistance but today he neglected to show up to work so far. He was supposed to have been in Starks office an hour ago. Carters PDA began to buzz as he stepped out of the shower. "Carter here.", "Hey Carter, I need you to go to Fargos house and give him a wake up call. Hes not picking up the phone and he was supposed to be here an hour ago. And tell him his job is on the line." Nathan said hanging up the phone. Carter quickly dried off and got dressed, heading over to Fargos house. He figured Fargo just overslept and didnt hear his alarm. It had happened to him a couple times for sure. Getting to Fargos house Carter pulled up and knocked on the door. No answer. He checked the door and it was surprisingly unlocked. Carter walked in. "Fargo?". No answer still. He walked upstairs looking for the bedroom assuming to find a snoring Fargo. Finally he found the bedroom at the end of the hall. He knocked then opened the door. The bed was empty, hmm thats strange Jack thought to himself. Being the sheriff he was, he investigated further. Walking deeper in the bedroom he saw on the left was a door halfway open to what he assumed led to a bathroom. There on the bathroom tile laid Fargo in a white t-shirt and blue striped boxer shorts. "Looks like someone had a little to much to drink last night", Jack said as he chuckled. When he went to shake him awake he was surprised to find Fargo was burning up. He the noticed the pale shade of white Fargo was, and the sweat dripping down his forehead. Suddenly Fargos body was wracked with violent wet coughs. Still no response from Fargo but a painful moan. "Fargo!", Jack shook him trying to wake him as he started to panic. He lifted Fargos t-shirt to find blue and purple shades all over his chest and diaphram. His eyes widened as he tried not to freak out. He remembered he was a sherriff and was trained for this sort of thing, but this was someone he knew and it felt different. He quickly pulled out his PDA. "Stark, I found Fargo unconcious on the bathroom floor in his house. Hes burning up bad and his breathing is unsteady.". Stark was filled with a mixture of emotions. "What!? Did you check his pulse and heart rythym? Im sending a medical team there now.", Stark replied. "His pulse is thready and weak. Dont send the team, just have them ready in front of G.D, I can get him there faster.". They both hung up, Nathan was calling the medical team, then Allison and Henry while Jack picked Fargo up as gently and quickly as he could, swinging him over his shoulder. Carefully he put him in the back seat activating his sirens and hitting the gas. About 2 minutes went by and Carter was starting to get worried. He looked in his rear view mirror to see a still unconcious Fargo slumped against the car door. His glasses were missing and his hair was dissheveled. If he wasnt so worried he might have chuckled at his appearence. He noticed his lips were a dark shade of purple which had to do he assumed with his labored breathing. He pressed even harder on the gas as he saw Global come into view. He pulled up next to the medical team and the others that anxiously awaited their arrival. Jack hopped out and opened the car door as Nathan was ready to catch Fargo who was leaning against it. He carefully picked him up as quick as he could and put im on the gourney. The medics took seconds to check his vitals. "His heart rate is dropping. His breathing sounds like he might have a collapsed lung and his fever is up to 105.3, weve got to get it down and fast or he'll have a seizure.", said one of the nurses as they sped in the building. They realized they were to late as his friends just watched as Fargos eyes rolled to the back of his head and his body started to violently convulse. It may have only lasted a minute but to them it felt like hours. Finally they reached the infirmary and immediately put a high tech cooling blanket over his body. Nathan just stood back completely shocked. He rubbed a hand over his face and sat in a nearby chair. He couldnt help but feel guilty for assuming Fargo was just being careless. He just hoped Fargo would pull through, he had to believe he would. That day was the longest day any of them had ever been through. Fargos body kept wanting to fail. Cough attacks wracked his body. His fever rose more than it fell. His friends couldnt bear to leave him. Even though they were the top people at G.D. this took presidence and they just didnt care. By the time night came they were beyond exhausted. More than that, they were tired of watching Fargo suffer. Allison couldnt help but shed tears and the men werent to far behind though they would never admit it. Suddenly Fargo let out a wet cough. Opening his eyes he let out a groan. They stood up slowly as not to alarm him. Fargo just let his head drop to his pillow as he stared up at the ceiling letting out a deep sigh. "Fargo?", Nathan said quietly. Fargo looked up surprised. "What..are you all..doing here?" Fargo said slowly. "We wanted to make sure you were ok. Were here for you. And it hasnt been easy for you im sure, how do you feel?", asked Allison sweetly. "Well I dont know really. I mean I feel like ive been run over about a million times and then beaten to a pulp. How long have I been asleep for?". "10 hours. Youve been through a lot Fargo. Carter found you at your house in pretty bad shape and rushed you here. Your fever had reached 105 which caused you to have a seizure. Your coughs were so harsh that 3 of your ribs broke, one of them puncturing your lung. Youre left lung collapsed. Luckily your over the worst of it now and you can heal.", Nathan said in a slow quiet voice. "Is that all?", Fargo said with a chuckel that turned into a cough. Allison rubbed his back. "Yea well not many people wouldve fought as hard as you did. Youre a strong one Fargo.", Henry said with a sympathetic smile. As a few tears fell Allison grabbed Fargos hand. "Fargo you went through a lot. Seeing you like that...its one of the hardest things I think any of us has had to do and you almost didnt make it Fargo... I mean what if..", Allison was to choked up to finish. Fargo just layed his other hand on top of hers. "Hey Its ok. Im fine, really. Thank you for staying with me. Thank you all of you.", Fargo said sounding hoarse. His voice was quiet because he was so weak and he had to take a breath in between every other word which did little to prove what he said was true. His eyes were starting to close as sleep drew him in. "Come on Allie, he'll be alright.", Stark said to a still sniffling Allison. "I know. Hes just been through so much. He looks like hes sleeping calmly now though.", she said as she stroked his cheek. Fargos healing process was slow over the next couple weeks. He had visitors often since most of them already worked at G.D. Allison and Stark would eat with him for their lunch breaks laughing and talking. And Henry stopped by for a game of chess on thursday nights. Eventually he was able to finish healing at home and got to slowly go back to work. He leaned on his friends a lot. Though he never asked for help, they were always there without question.