|Stop Pestering Me
Author: mystery year PM
when helen isn't feeling well tesla tries to make her feel better :3Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Hurt/Comfort/Romance - Helen M. & Nikola T. - Chapters: 3 - Words: 1,828 - Reviews: 10 - Favs: 5 - Follows: 6 - Updated: 07-06-12 - Published: 06-29-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8269363
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YES! This is the best story I have every written ^_^ Thanks to my friends for reading as I wrote this and helping me make this story as good as it can be!
Magnus was surrounded by darkness. She couldn't hear, see, or feel a thing. "Hello?" she called out. "Mom?" a faint voice said from behind Helen.
"Ashley?" she tried her hardest to see through the darkness.
"Mom! Please, help me!"
Her eyes shot open. She was breathing heavily as Nikola wrapped her in a tight hug "It was just a nightmare, Helen." He felt her forehead, "You're running a really high fever. Should I get Will or someone?"
"No, I'll be fine. Like you said, it was just a nightmare."
"Well I mean with a fever like that –"
"Nikola, really, I'm fine."
"You're not fine, you're burning up."
His arms were still wrapped around her, making her feel a rush of warmth and comfort throughout her body. Instead of replying, she only snuggled deeper into his arms. Nikola welcomed it, brushing the bangs out of her face and kissing her forehead as she shivered in his arms.
"ECKSHOO!" Magnus jerked awake at the sound of tesla's sneeze. "Nikola," she said calmly "are you okay?"
Thankful that the sun hadn't come up yet, making the room still pitch black, Nikola took the opportunity while it was still dark to wipe his nose while Helen couldn't see him. "Yes, I'm fine. Just the dust I think."
He suddenly felt a hand on his forehead "Nikola, you're running a fever."
"It's fine, go back to sleep." He pushed her hand away. Magnus turned over and began to fall back to sleep, but not even close to dismissing the fact that Nikola was ill.
Damn it, Nikola thought. It scared him that what he was worried about wasn't the fact that he was sick, but that he might not be able to take care of Helen as much now. The thought of becoming so considerate annoyed him to some extent, but he loved being around Helen and wouldn't give that up for anything.
Before opening her eyes, Magnus stopped to listen for breathing or movement to figure out whether someone was in the room with her. "Nikola," she sat up in the bed "How are you?"
He stood in front of the window, his old handkerchief hidden in his chest pocket. "What? Me?"
Magnus smile "Have you forgotten that I'm a Doctor? You're clearly ill."
"Oh, shut up." Tesla said.
She laughed "You are always so childish when you're sick."
"Some things will never change." Nikola said, trying to sound dramatic, Helen guessed. "Like your sneezes." He said with a smile.