Six friends, one sick demjin

by Shadow of Ketterdam

What happens when the modern day Dregs find themselves taking care of a sick Kaz Brekker? Who will be more concerned for the demjin's health? And what the hell will happen to the Slat while he's out of commission? Rated T for my twisted sense of humor. (Matthias is German, Nina is Russian, Jesper is from Czechoslovakia, Wylan and Kaz are from Amsterdam, and Inej is from a circus.)

9. Chapter 7

Inej placed the bowl of steaming soup on a tray, a warm buttered roll beside it with a little Advil inside. Nina had decided that she would put a white rose in a little vase for Kaz, and Jesper had offered giving Kaz his gloves back as a sign of truce. That was shot down before he had even ended his sentence.

"Oh, come on guys." He looked between the four Dregs before him, holding the black leather in his hands. "He loves these. What better what better way to show our love than to give them back to him?"

Matthias chuckled, taking the gloves from him. "You know damn well, that if he has these, nothing will be able to stop him from taking us all out."

Wylan nodded, ruddy curls bouncing over his forehead. "It's true."

Nina and Inej shook their heads, starting back for the Demjin's room. "Why are boys so strange?" Inej asked, turning her face up to Nina.

Nina shrugged. "Girls are just as strange sometimes." She opened the door to Kaz's room, letting the smaller acrobat inside first. "After you my dear."

Inej gave a small giggle, turning to meet the snoring form of Kaz Brekker. "Asleep already." She sighed, setting the tray down beside his bed. Then an idea struck her. "What if we stick the pill way back in his mouth so that if he wakes up he can't spit it out?"

"You mean like a dog?"

Inej shrugged. "He's as wild as one."

Nina smirked. "Okay, but if he bites a finger off it's not my fault."

Carefully, inej slipped the pill from his roll, and being careful to not wake him slipped it into the back of his throat. She didn't wake him at all, and he swallowed it without a problem. "It worked." She whispered, turning to Nina. "It actually worked!"

Nina had to admit, it was a clever plan but she never thought it would work that well… "Okay, Demjin Whisperer, you are officially on pill duty for the next week."

They jumped as a loud snore escaped their friend. "Wow… He really is out isn't he?" Inej brushed a stray hair from his forehead, rubbing the oil from it on her pants. "I say we get him in the bath when he wakes up."

Nina nodded. "I think I can actually smell him from over here." She joked, adjusting the covers around him. "Sleep tight Brekker."