AN: Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood evening my sweeties! Got some sleep after being deprived for a few days and sleeping like a cat on my treadmill...XD My treadmill's surprisingly comfortable. Heh. Treadmills! Not just for exercising. Now you can sleep on them after you wash it down. Whoo! Anyways. Had a family emergency and other things happened and I lost some sleep over it. But everything's fine now! It's all good! Thank the Heavens. Anyways. This fic has gotten some love! So glad y'all love it so far :) I certainly do. Poor Mac. He's like Sam Winchester. So much fun to beat up and put back together with tooth rotting fluff. Don't deny it. You love it too. I see it your eyes. You're smiling now. Got ya. Hook, line, and sinker! Lol. Anywhozzles. So far so good with Matty. I don't think I did too bad, considering she only has one line though XD I'm working on it. Happy Birthday to Dr. Seuss! One Fish Two Fish Red Fish...Imma Fish Everything Is Melting PURPLE IS MY SPIRIT ANIMAL! Whoa...where'd that come from? I think I need a little more sleep XD But One Fish Two Fish is my favorite Dr. Seuss book :) What's your favorite? Which movie was better The Lorax or Horton Hears A Who? I loved them both :) Anyways. Still have no idea how long this will be depends on if Mac behaves himself. Which he won't. We know it. Worst patient ever. XD Alright let's get going. When we left off, Mac is sick! Big bro Jack to the rescue!
Lhaven-I do too! Brothers until the end with them :)
BapBapBap28-Yay! I'm so glad *hugs*
TinkerBella7-Nothing like it right? Love it as well! Thank you so much sweetie!
poohbear123-Me too! Thank you sweetie! Mac is the worst patient ever XD
only-some-loser-Thank you so much sweetie!
Guest-Thank you sweetie :)
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Can't Fry Eggs On Humans
Mac rolled over and kicked his blankets off. He felt like he was on fire but freezing at the same time. He woke up coughing and couldn't get back to sleep. When he coughed himself awake, he forgot for a moment where he was and how he got here, when he remember he calmed down and relaxed back into the bed and warm blankets. After rolling back over he got out of bed and slowly made his way downstairs. He heard Jack's voice coming from the kitchen and went to investigate. He used the wall to guide him as he was wobbly and a bit dizzy. He made to island counter and sat on one of the stools.
Jack heard Mac slowly making his way down the stairs and watched as he took a seat at the island counter. He finished his conversation and hung up. He looked at Patient Zero and sighed. Mac looked awful.
"Get any sleep?" Jack asked.
"Too hot." Mac mumbled from arms which folded on the table and laid his head in.
"Temp check time then." Jack said.
"No." Mac mumbled.
"Mac. Don't make me drag your skinny butt to the doctors." Jack threatened.
"Fine." Mac said raising his head.
Jack pulled one of those thermometers that you place on the persons forehead and rub it across. Mac sat still as Jack did that. He frowned when Jack whistled.
"What?" Mac asked. "Is it bad?"
"Well, hot enough I can fry an egg on your head." Jack joked.
"You can't fry eggs on a human body Jack." Mac said.
"How do you know?" Jack asked and then came back with "Actually I don't want to know."
Mac chuckled and then groaned when his head throbbed a little.
"Right. Back to bed." Jack said.
Before Mac could protest Jack threw Mac over his shoulder and took his butt back upstairs. He laid Mac down and covered him in thin sheet, then went to the bathroom and grabbed a cool cloth. He went back to Macs room and laid the cloth on his burning forehead. He then got Mac to swallow more medicine and sat with him until he fell back to sleep. He watched Mac sleep for another few moments before going downstairs and grabbing a few books to read. He would turn on the TV but didn't want it to bother Macs head, plus he hadn't read these books in a while and some he hadn't read yet. So he put on his reading glasses and got to reading. He reading one of the ones he hadn't read yet and wondered why he never picked the book up. Soon he was both reading and keeping an eye on his sleeping brother.
After a few hours of reading Jack was downstairs making Mac some more chicken soup. It was an old family recipe and Mac liked it. He covered the stock pot and let the soup simmer for a bit. He was about to see if Mac was awake when heard said boy scream. He quickly turned the stove off and bolted up the stairs. He found Mac thrashing around the bed and calling for him.
"Jack! No! Jack please!" Mac cried out.
"Hey! Mac! I'm here buddy wake up. Come on!" Jack said getting a hold on the boy and trying to calm him down. "Shhh. It's alright kiddo. I'm here, just wake up!"
Mac cried for him once more and Jack did the one thing he knew would work. He called Macs name loudly in his ear and the boy jolted awake.
"Jack?" Mac rasped.
"Hey bud. Seems like your fever's gone up." Jack said.
"Jack. Here?" Mac asked.
"Yeah bud. I'm here. Come on. Let's get that fever down before it boils your brain." Jack said carrying the barely coherent Mac to the bathroom.
He sat Mac on the toilet and filled the tub half way with lukewarm water. He held a squirming Mac as he got the boys fever down to a safer level. He then dried the boy off and let him get dressed in dry fresh clothes as he changed the sweaty pillow cases and sheets. He went downstairs and finished cooking the soup and brought a tray up for him and Mac. He wanted Mac to eat before going back to sleep. Once Mac ate and was medicated, he sat with him as drifted back off.
"Jack?" Mac asked softly.
"Yeah kiddo?" Jack asked.
"Stay?" Mac mumbled sleepily.
"Of course. Someone's got to chase the monsters away." Jack joked.
Mac smiled and drifted off into peaceful sleep.
Jack the monster chaser! I want some chicken soup now...yum...
Until Next Time! *falls asleep on my treadmill*
