bakerstreet | sick day meme

It was another symptom that was confirming what he thought. "I believe you are just experiencing more powerful protective instincts than usual. And maybe that nurse was a bad smelling Alpha."

He paused, "Do you feel that someone else can come in here? I will stay and make sure they don't hurt you."

Gilbert nods, still wringing his shirt a bit. "They need to so we can find out why I'm sick, right?" He hates that he welcomes his brother's reassurances of protection, but he also knows all the vomiting has left him weak as a newborn baby. And yet, he still glances at the door, concern visible on his face.

"Just lay down, I'm going to stick my head out and make sure they know that they can come in now," he says as he moves to get off the exam table.

He's certain with Gilbert's dehydration that an IV will be necessary and he's not looking forward having to hold his brother down while a nurse tries to poke him with needles.

He lays back on the bed with a quiet sigh. He misses his bed! It has his pillows and blankets and is cozy and secure and everything. Still, the sooner he gets this over with, the sooner he can return to his little nest and sleep, so Gilbert will endure it.

When the nurse enters in response to Ludwig sticking his head out, she is this absolutely tiny slip of an Omega, barely five feet tall, and beginning to show signs of a pregnancy of her own. Clearly the doctor's thought process was to find the least threatening nurse in the entire hospital, because she doesn't seem like she could hurt a fly, much less a grown man. "Hi! I'll be taking care of you today Mr Beilschm- Oh! Oh my. You're an Omega?" She blinks at Gilbert in confusion. "Gosh, you're big! Um, sorry. Anyways, I need to take your vital signs and draw some blood. Is that okay? If you need, it's perfectly okay for your mate to hold you." As she talks, the nurse is busy setting out everything she'll need to check his stats and get the blood sample. It appears the doctor neglected to tell her that the healthy Mr Beilschmidt is the patient's brother.

Gilbert just... Stares at her. Wait. What. She... Oh. Medical procedures. Well, okay, since she's not a threat to his health or bond with his mate. "That's... fine?"

She really is the tiniest Omega he had seen, and that was saying something. She was, though, very non-threatening. Still, just in case, for both Gilbert and the nurse's safety, he keeps a hand on Gilbert's shoulder.

See, he's not going to leave you, Gilbert, you're safe. Just let the nice lady take some blood and check your vitals.

He doesn't speak out loud, just provides a comforting silent presence. Or he hopes it's comforting.

He gets through having his vital signs taken without any trouble, distracted as he is by both Ludwig's presence and the idle chatter the nurse is making as she works. When she has everything recorded, she turns to set up for drawing Gilbert's blood, still talking about everything but what she's about to do. Of course, she is assuming he cares about celebrity gossip and fashion and whatnot, which grates a bit on Gil's nerves, but he's never hit someone that weak and vulnerable just for annoying him.

When he sees the needle as she turns around, almost all bets are off. Except he goes with flee first, so... Ludwig, have fun getting your brother off your back. Even the reassurances from the nurse that she usually works neonatal and is used to difficut, tiny veins doesn't help.

He was afraid of this. He knew his brother didn't like needles. Of course, Gilbert pretended they didn't bother him in all his awesomeness, but he knew the truth. And right now, as vulnerable as he was feeling, it had to be twice as difficult.

He's trying to get his brother off his back so he can hold him properly.

"Gilbert, she needs to draw blood to find out what is wrong. Calm down," he's trying to use his gentlest command voice possible, hoping the sound of his voice will penetrate through the panic. At least his brother wasn't heavy.

"No no no no! Get it away from me! Luuuutz! You said you'd keep me safe!" If he could figure out how to hold on to the ceiling, he would be up there instead. As it is, he's trying to climb higher regardless of Ludwig's height. There is no way he's letting any needle puncture his awesome skin!

The nurse keeps back, out of the way.

He keeps trying to pull his brother off of him and hold him. "You're going to be safe, Gilbert, I'm not letting you be hurt. You won't even feel it."

With a sigh he attempts to sing this, much to his embarrassment, in hopes that the song will at least get his brother's mind off the needle.

Edited 2012-10-30 04:00 (UTC)

...Wait, is his brother genuinely singing...? Well. The good news is he is no longer trying to climb up his brother's back. In fact, he's actually climbing down entirely. So what, then, is the issue? He's bemoaning his fate, about how did he get stuck with someone so unawesome and embarrassing and he may as well just keel over and die if this is what he has to live with.

He stops singing, since the song served its purpose at least in some way. "Will you allow the nurse to take some blood now?"

He's prepared to grab Gilbert and hold him back if necessary.

He gives Ludwig a look that all but screams 'Are you fucking kidding me?' before finally replying, "Nope. No needles. I'd rather die." Huff! Can't you get his blood without needles? He's absolutely terrified! Surely this is bad for his health! Gil crosses his arms stubbornly, moving away from the nurse, and also Ludwig.

Ludwig sighed. He hoped not to do this. Prepare yourself brother. He moves so that he's between Gilbert and the door and approaches his brother, ready to lunge and grab him if he continues to try to flee.

The nurse is just getting out of the way when Gilbert bolts for the door and is, predictably, caught by his brother. "Let go of me! Let go!" The struggling is epic, and perhaps if he weren't weak from being ill, would actually succeed in freeing him. Unfortunately for Gilbert, he is rather weakened. "You can't do this! I have rights!"

He realizes his older brother is pretty much a baby. He makes sure to hold him tight and carries him to the exam table where he sits with his legs locked around Gilbert's to prevent him from kicking the nurse and his arms holding his brother.

Even as weak as Gilbert was from illness, its remarkable how strong he still is and is difficult to hold onto. He's reciting the parts of a VW Beetle in a soothing voice.

"Let go! I swear to God you'll regret this! I'll throw you out a second-story window! I'll change the locks while you're at work! I'll get a restraining order! Now let me go! You can't make me have anything done without my permission! It's illegal! Nuuuurse tell him you're not allowed 'cause it's illegal!" The entire time he's yelling and complaining, he's still trying to fight his way free, even if he's tiring quickly and looks like he might throw up at any second.

The nurse is, understandably, very nervous. On the one hand, she is pretty certain she can't stick Gilbert if he says no. On the other hand... Ludwig is a terrifyingly large and strong Alpha, and her first instinct is to do as he says. And the doctor did order the bloodwork to be done quickly, so it must be very important... "I... I'll be done before you know it, Mr Beilschmidt. It won't hurt. I promise."

"Gilbert, shh... you're scaring the other patients and not being very awesome," he said. There was something that should catch Gilbert's attention. "Also, that kind of law is in place for surgery and procedures like that, not for routine tests such as blood work."

So, yes, the nurse could draw the blood, since it was required to find out what was wrong with Gilbert. He is not looking forward to the IV that he knows will come when they realize just how dehydrated his brother is.

"You can't do this to me! I don't care, let me go!" No matter how non-threatening the nurse seemed before, so long as Ludwig is this complicit in her attacking him with that needle, he is going to growl and snarl at her. Perhaps even snap with his teeth if she gets anywhere near close enough. Of course, if she does stay back, he is going to try to twist around to bite his brother instead. Some protector Ludwig turned out to be if he's helping these bastards! (Never mind Gilbert gets blood drawn fairly regularly at the endocrinologists. That's different. He knows when that's coming, for one, and can usually take a sedative beforehand.)

Failure, trying to get his brother to recognize how much of a baby he's being didn't work. He turns to the nurse, "He's severely dehydrated, too, and unable to keep liquids down. Why don't you consult with the doctor for a moment and we can hope he calms down enough in the meantime."

He hopes the nurse chooses to do so, as his plans to calm his brother down involve showing affection of the non-brotherly sort, and while she is confident that they're mates and not brothers. He'd fill better if they aren't discussed around the water cooler.

The nurse nods, mentioning something about how she'll see if maybe they can't administer a mild sedative, and all but bolts from the room. Can you blame her? She's used to tiny babies, not adults!

Gilbert calms down some as soon as the nurse leaves, but he is still a tightly wound springcoil of tension restrained in Ludwig's arms. He huffs, glaring after the nurse's retreating back. "She is not sticking me, now or ever! And you're a liar because it is too against the law! We call it assault where I'm from; but I guess going after someone with a sharp object is perfectly legal in stupid knothead land?!"

"Gilbert, shh~ she's not trying to hurt you. No one is. The faster they get the blood they need for testing, the faster you'll get better. I want you well so you can live up to those threats of yours," he speaks in a concerned sounding voice and nuzzles his brother's ear.

"Oh no you don't. I'll castrate you. Now let go." Grrrr. Why are you nuzzling him, Luddy? He is pissed off and wants to cut your balls off. Maybe he isn't the one who needs medical attention here.

He kisses the side of Gilbert's face. "Please calm down, love, you're going to get sicker." He never uses terms of endearment, other than Brother, but he's trying to prove to Gilbert that he does love him and only wants what is best for him.

"Touch me again and I won't wait til we get home, brother." This is a hospital. Surely he can find a blade here somewhere. Sorry Ludwig, your mate is less than pleased with you at the moment. "If you go away when she's done, I'll let her stick me."

"Are you sure you want me to go away?" he asks. He's just concerned, but he'll take all of his brother's venom.

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