Leverage. Nathan Ford. 067. Snow
Title: Gift Get Well
Fandom: Leverage
Character / Couple: Nathan Ford
Prompt: 067. Snow
Rating: G
Warnings: One-shot
Genre: Comedy , comedian
Plot: Nathan Parker is sick and has to give him an idea about the moral ...
Notes: also written for the Xmas Tree Party Fanworld.it
"I think we should do it directly on the carriage." Hardison said.
"I think we should do it on the ground and then Eliot takes it and puts it on the truck." Said Parker, pointing Eliot Lined with the thumb of the big glove. The Bully shrugged and shook as they are.
"I think you're crazy," he declared, looking at both from under the edge of the bonnet of wool which had slipped over his eyes. At Boston, that December, the snow had fallen, the most incredible performance that led them out of the house of Nathan, in fact, that was just a diversion and not so original when they entered they discovered that their leader had taken a cold and that he went around the house, fever, sneezing and spreading their germs in the air. To do its very end, they agreed to leave.
Then, once they arrive safely in the street, had also met Sophie, she dressed as if they were in a ski resort and not in Boston, craziest winter he had ever seen. They had told Nathan that he had caught a cold and was upstairs in his pajamas, disheveled and with a pair of slippers shaped like a hare.
'It was a horrible sight. "Parker had said, grimacing in horror.
Sophie had taken very different from them: Parker had expected her to follow them to leave, but it was frowned and told all three to be great insensitive.
"What? Nathan is sick, and ye are gone! Mi ... I'm surprised at you, "he replied.
"Yes, but ... is not because we were afraid to peck a cold. "he mumbled Hardison.
"No. .. never mind. "Eliot said that he had diverted plus the eye.
"But how? We said ... "before Parker had time to finish the sentence, Hardison gave her a nudge. "Ah, but ..." she caught the eye of the hacker, who wanted to tell you something. He did not understand and so he shook his head. Parker looked at Sophie who had extended his arms, which was even more indignant.
"I can not believe it! Nathan is about to feel bad and you ... Good heavens, after all he has done to help you! "
" Ma .. but we will ... "Parker looked first Hardison Eliot, then, both against the face bewildered expression of Sophie. "The were going to take a little something to pull himself up morale,"
Eliot and Hardison had looked back.
"Yes, a ... little thought. "she continued, speaking in jerks, a little 'less sure of herself and what she was saying. "A little. No big deal. "
Sophie did not believe, had not lost the air and angry he had watched all three, before making a nod toward the street. "Go and buy a cough syrup instead. I climb up and see how he is. "
And so he did, leaving their three asphalt covered with snow that reached the ankles, shocked, disrupted and very doubtful.
'Buy? We can not ... "
Eliot had curled his lips and grabbed his arm. "Let's go." She cut short.
"We said that we were a little thought ... we can not leave empty-handed, "he noted Parker, once a pharmacy. He had talked the whole way and, helped by Hardison, had searched for something that would give pleasure to Nathan and Sophie as not to offend again.
"And what we find in the pharmacy?" Eliot had mumbled, putting a couple of boxes of tablets for fever and a small arsenal of cough syrup on the counter. "Of ziguly?
Parker put on an air of thoughtful and looked around. "Some portfolios? He asked, then. Eliot smiled pulled to the contract.
"Do not worry. It does not say seriously, "specific.
"No, I was very serious,"
Eliot was folded up and Hardison, half-heartedly asked him: "Why not bring it out?"
Hardison had followed the advice and, when Eliot was also released to the pharmacy, had found them to discuss in front of a snowdrift and a wheelchair, wondering what they had in mind. When he found out, declaring that they were both crazy, it had seemed the least.
Sophie, meanwhile, found Nathan had intent to prepare a broth, sneezing into with the same frequency with which he blew his nose. He had used a whole basket for paper towels that she had rushed to close the door and put to remember when she would go away.
Sky, Nathan, you should stay in bed! "He said, by way 'of greeting, when he had made it and had had to sit because, he said, the legs will not support him. Sophie was rushed and touched his forehead. "You also have a high fever. It is best if you put yourself under the blanket and other aspects that come back with the medicine. "
" Ah, just imagine! I'm fine ... I just need to eat something hot and get me some sleep. Tomorrow I will be back in shape ... I can not afford to be sick. There are customers who are waiting for us. "Belittled him, with a faint gesture of the hand. But then, seeing who could not take it, put that hand to support her whole head.
"You see that you are not right?"
"Sophie, I told you. It's just a cold. Come on, burning the soup, "she tried to get up, but she stopped him with a gesture and pointed to the authoritarian bedroom.
"I'll, Nathan. You go lie down! "
" But .. "
" Nathan. I said, go. a. lie down, "she scand.
Nathan followed the advice not to do, oddly enough, other stories, too weak to continue the discussion. It was truly a miracle, Sophie thought, taking the broth full of germs and throwing it in the sink. He prepared another and, while she ended up in the street, Parker and Hardison had just developed their plan and were preparing to implement it.
When Sophie brought the dish to Nathan, badly thrown on the bed, his nose red and swollen and a mound of soiled napkins on the table, the three were climbing the stairs. But neither of them inside the house could know what was going on. Sophie, even thought there could be nothing worse than Nathan that she let herself go that way. Needless to bully him to do so and believed not to feel bad. He was hurt all right.
"I brought you something to eat."
In response, Nathan blew his nose again and coughed.
'' Can you sit up? "
'lunch in bed." He said, before sneezing again. He pulled up, moaning from time to time, and placed the pillow so that the sorreggesse. "I should get sick more often, if this is the result."
"You're not so bad, if you feel the need to be funny." Sophie addressed him, handing him the pot. Nathan began to eat and in the meantime, his team had entered the house. The muffled sound of wheels came from the bedroom, Sophie turned, frowning, Nathan looked up from the plate and put down his spoon.
"Go and see that happens, please? "churches. "I can not do it to get up."
Sophie seemed to have heeded his words and, in fact, had only half listened, his thoughts turned to all that those three were up. Did not know whether or not he wanted to go and see what happens. "Do not move here." He advised.
"Who stand it?" Muttered Nathan.
Hardison and Eliot, in the living room, pushing a cart. Parker, however, carried a bag of drugs that produce the sound of bottles hitting against each other, which he did Sophie think that, instead of cough syrups, had bought the alcohol.
"He did not like it. Guys, trust me, not like, "but he spoke what was on top of the cart, not the large amount of syrup. Probably, if Nathan had seen what was in her living room, would have preferred downing an entire carboy of wine.
"Sophie?" Nathan's voice had grown higher, really powerful for a man who had a blocked nose and a pile of napkins on the table. "What happens there?"
"N-nothing ... Nathan. "Approached the other and, speaking in a lower voice, asked," What the hell are you thinking? "
" Sophie? "The requested
looked back. "All right, Nathan! Quiet! Parker brought ... medicine, "then turned toward them, hoping it was convincing enough. "Take it where you got it!"
"We did it," said Parker. "It 's our little thought for him,"
Sophie put her hand to his head. "Oh, no. Parker, no. Make it go away. Please! "
Just as he finished speaking, Nathan opened the door of the room. He wore those slippers back in the shape of hare Sophie, at first, had not noticed, but they did laugh again Parker and bring out a crooked smile on the faces of Eliot and Hardison. But she was more interested in the shocked face of Nathan who was very interested in the big snowman the snow was melting on the truck.
"Hardison," he thundered. "I'm too ill to be angry. That makes us all that snow in the house? "
The boy tried to blame now. He pointed a finger at Parker. 'It was her idea, I have nothing to do! "
" My? You found the truck, "she snapped, furious and indignant. "It was to do a little thought to Nathan, because Sophie kept us so much e. .." did not continue. Eyes red and glistening with Nathan said a lot about what he was thinking and on the spot where they could slip all the snow was slowly melting on its floor.
"Maybe you better go back to bed, Nathan." said Sophie. "It is not the case that ..."
"It was you!"
"What comes to mind! I sent them to buy medicine, "
" Ma .. a snowman in the house! I ... Yes, it's better if I go back to bed. "
With a wave of his hand and always staggering, Nathan came back. Sophie followed him, sighing, did not even know her for relief or despair, but before he disappeared, he looked back and tried to look each of them.
"We'll believe that he was delirious from fever." Hardison promised that seemed to have read the suggestion in the eyes of Sophie.
And they all said in agreement. Other than Parker, who looked with animosity to Hardison, ready to fight.
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