Author: irishhair PM
Nathan Barley: A side story to my Damaged series, set some time in the future, when Dan is at home healing up and Nurse Jones is on the case. Considerably fluffier than Damaged. Dan/JonesRated: Fiction K - English - Romance/Hurt/Comfort - Words: 285 - Reviews: 4 - Published: 11-05-08 - Status: Complete - id: 4637577
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Dan sighed when he saw the slim figure walking through the door backwards, holding a tray.
"Right! I've got tea, boiled 'til it's orange and with stupid amounts of milk, just the way you like it, and soup, reheated by my own fair hand," Jones exclaimed, vibrating with enthusiasm.
He was far too into his new found role as Dan's nurse for it to be normal. He was too happy not to be fighting any more, to push the issue though. It's not as though he liked havingJones bustling around the flat like a demented housewife from the nineteen fifties.
"Open your gob," smiled Jones with a dangerous look in his eye
"I can feed myself," Dan snapped
Jones, ever an opportunist, thrust the spoon in his mouth.
"Too bland? I can get the pepper if you like-" Jones moved to get up before Dan grabbed his arm and dragged him back into a sitting position.
"Stop sprinting around after seasonings for twelve seconds," Dan admonished him tiredly
Jones grinned and curled up by his side and dipped the spoon back into the soup.
"Blow," he instructed, holding the utensil level with Dan's face.
Dan blew the liquid gently, feeling glad that he was allowed do this, at least, for himself. When he finished the bowl, Jones set it to one side carefully and leaned against him lightly.
"I'm not hurtin' ya am I?" he asked anxiously
"I'm fine, Jones"
"Tell me if I'm hurtin' ya"
Dan wrapped Jones in a bear hug and pulled him onto his lap.
"I think I can handle it," Dan said smugly
"You showed me," Jones smirked into Dan's chest.