Summary: Jim suffers an
unusual reaction to Blair's herbal remedies.
Disclaimer: Petfly and
others own them. I don't. Such is life.
Thanks to Tae, a wonderful beta reader.
Any mistakes left are mine..all mine! Bawahahaha.
Ah, Ah Choo!"
reached over and grabbed a kleenex from the box sitting on the end table. Pulling
the blanket around him tighter, he huddled into the corner of the couch, convinced
he was about to die.
Wiping his raw,
leaking nose with the tissue, he focused his hearing to see if Blair had returned
from his run to the store yet.
the Sentinel had developed the sniffles, which he had ignored, much to his Guide's
The younger man had
advised him to take some vitamin C and echinacea to nip the cold in the bud. Jim
had dismissed the suggestion with a wave of his hand.
here he sat on the couch, pathetically waiting for Blair to bring him home some
ginger-ale and cold medicine.
his head, he heard the distinctive sound of the Volvo making its way down the
street. The Sentinel listened as his partner parked the car and made his way up
to the loft.
Hearing the keys
in the door, he sat up a little more in his corner of the couch.
smiled at the sick man as he entered the loft, kicking the door closed behind
him. Tossing his keys into the basket, he put down the bag he was carrying and
hung his coat up on its peg.
Grunting, Jim blew
his nose and watched as Blair moved into the kitchen.
the bottle of ginger-ale out of the bag, Blair grabbed a glass from the cupboard
and filled it up. Reaching into the bag again he grabbed a bottle of pills and
moved over to where Jim was languishing.
the glass of ginger-ale within easy reach of Jim, Blair shook a pill out of the
bottle and handed it to the older man.
eyed the small brown pill with suspicion. "What's this, Sandburg?"
it, Jim. It'll help."
the pill up to his nose he tired to sniff it but his nose was too congested to
pick up any scent. "I'm not taking anything I don't recognize."
such a baby. It's a herbal remedy that I use all the time."
What's in it?"
boneset, mulberry leaf and catnip."
don't know, Sandburg," he said eyeing the little pill warily. "What
if I have a reaction to it?"
won't have a reaction Jim. These are made with all natural products. Do I have
to remind you about the cold medicine incident?"
his glass of ginger ale, Jim swallowed the pill. Trust Sandburg to bring that
up. Just because he fell off a train. Jeez.
boy," the younger man said.
Blair put the bottle of pills on the coffee table and sat down in the chair beside
the couch. "You're such a grouch when you're sick, man."
Chief. I just really hate being sick," Jim said as the fell into another
coughing fit. "What are those herbs good for anyway?"
yarrow is good for upper respiratory problems," Blair said as he ticked the
items off on his fingers. "The boneset is an expectorant. Mulberry leaf is
usually used for sore throats and the catnip is for your fever."
sure this will work?"
me, Jim," Blair said as he stood up. "Why don't you try to get some
rest? I'm going to go work on my paper that's due next week. Call me if you need
rolled his eyes at the Sentinel. "Hey, man. Whenever I'm sick, you go into
Blessed Protector overdrive. Let me return the favour, big guy."
Chief. I just really hate being sick."
you've said before. I'll come and check on you in an hour." Moving over to
Jim, he lifted the blanket off of the ailing Sentinel. "Do you want to go
upstairs, or do you want to stay on the couch?"
couch," Jim said as he stretched out to his full length.
man, "Blair said as he spread the blanket over his partner. "You take
a siesta while I do my school work."
grunted his agreement. Closing his eyes, he listened as the younger man went into
his room. The sound of books being opened and pen scribbling on paper lulled him
into a light sleep.
like just a few moments later he woke up. Extending his hearing, he tried to find
what had awakened him from his sleep. The only noises he heard were the quiet
sounds of Blair working in his room. Nothing loud enough to of awakened him up.
glimpse of black out of the corner of his eyes grabbed his attention. Turning
to look, Jim frowned when he saw nothing there.
blur of black was seen in the far reaches of his peripheral vision. Quickly turning
his head again, he started to get annoyed when again he saw nothing there.
feeling of being watched made the Sentinel turn to look at the stairs leading
up to his bedroom. His eyes widened when he saw what was up there. Laying at the
top of the stairs, looking at him with half-closed eyes was his spirit animal,
a large black jaguar.
his eyes and shook his head, convinced that when he opened them again the animal
would be gone.
Wrong. The cat
was still there, and it was closer. Sitting on a step halfway down the stairs,
the large feline's tail was whipping back and forth as he stared at the sick man.
can't be happening," Jim moaned to himself as he watched the cat stand up
and move down the stairs toward him.
past the Sentinel, the large cat headed toward one of the huge potted plants that
Blair had insisted on putting in the loft. With wide eyes, Jim watched as the
cat sniffed at the plant, then reached out to nibble on one of the leaves.
stop that," Jim said as the animal started to eat the leaves off the plant.
spirit animal turned to look at him, gave a soft growl, then turned back to his
"All right, that's
it. No cat is going to give me attitude in my home," Jim muttered as he pushed
himself off of the couch. Standing on shaky legs, he made his way over to where
the jaguar was making a meal out of Blair's plant.
out he grabbed the cat by the scruff of the neck. "That's enough for you,
mister," he said as he tugged the animal away from the plant.
a discontented snort the jaguar broke free of Jim's grasp. The cat seemed to stare
at Jim with mild disappointment over his interrupted snack. Then it gave what
Jim assumed was the equivalent of a feline shrug.
watched with a growing sense of dismay as the cat crouched down. The large animal's
haunches were in the air and the tail was whipping back and forth again. Shoving
off with powerful legs, knocking over the plant in the process, the jaguar launched
himself at his next target.
Jim watched in
amazement as the large cat curled itself around the rug. Grabbing it in his powerful
jaws, the cat started to worry at the fabric as his back legs came up to claw
Jim said to the spirit animal. "Hey! I said stop that!"
big cat totally ignored the irate Sentinel. Pushing the rug into a ball, he curled
even further around it, kneading the fabric with his sharp claws.
over the spirit animal, shouting at him, the older man didn't notice his Guide
come up to stand beside him.
are you all right? What's wrong?" Blair said with concern.
do you mean what's wrong? Can't you see what he's doing? He's trying to eat my
Blair looked down
at the crumpled rug, then look back up at his angry Sentinel. "Ok, Jim,"
he said mollifyingly. "I think you need to get some more sleep. Come on.
Lets get you back on the couch."
an arm around the older man, Blair gently turned him around and steered the bigger
man back to the living room.
over his shoulder, Jim watched as the black cat got up to follow him. He kept
in eye contact with the animal while Blair pushed him down on the couch.
big cat jumped up into the chair by the couch. Kneading the chair's cushion for
a second, the cat settled down into a big black ball of fur. His eyes were closed
to slits as the animal watched the Guide take care of the Sentinel.
fussed over Jim for a moment, placing a hand on his forehead to judge his fever
and tucking the blanket tightly around him. "Well, your fever has gone down
a lot, Jim. Just try to get some more sleep and I'm sure you'll feel better when
you get up. I guess those pills really worked."
broke eye contact with his drowsing spirit guide and look up at Blair, comprehension
shining in his eyes. "It must be those pills, Chief. You said there was catnip
in them right?"
puzzled, Blair replied, "Yeah, there's catnip in them. So?"
that must be the reason he's acting like that."
sighed at the look of confusion on Blair's face. "My spirit animal,"
he explained. "He's been acting strange."
Chief. You know, the big black cat sleeping on the chair over there," Jim
said with exasperation as he pointed to the chair across from them.
looked over at the empty chair, "Umm, I don't see anything Jim."
right there. Hey, stop kneading that cushion! You're going to put holes in it."
Jim, calm down. I'm sure he won't hurt the chair," the younger man said,
trying to placate the sick man.
better not," Jim muttered as his eyes started to drift shut. He opened them
again to look at his smiling Guide. "I'm not taking any more of those pills,
Sandburg. God knows what he'll get into next."
me get this straight. You think that catnip in the pills is causing your spirit
animal to wonk out on you?" the younger man said as a smile played around
it obvious, Darwin? What else could it be?"
I'm sure I can get another chapter for my dissertation out of this," Blair
chuckled to himself.
Ha, Sandburg. Just keep those pills away from me."
you say, man. Just try to get some rest, ok?"
Just as long as we're clear on those pills," he murmured as sleep started
to claim him.
He heard his Guide
laugh some more as he headed back to his room. The younger man's gasp of shock
brought him back from the brink of sleep.
what the hell did you do to my plant!"
the blanket over his head with a groan, Jim turned down the dial to his hearing,
blocking out his roommate's grumbling and the loud, rumbling purr coming the large
cat on the chair nearby.