Being sick sucks

[notarrowette]

[RP with Roy (and Dick. And Tim!) Let's just say this happens after The Lube Fight?]

Cissie felt like crap. She was tired and achy and hadn't stopped coughing all day. By the time she got back to her room after classes, practice and dinner, all she wanted to do was crawl into bed under a million covers and not get up again until the weekend.

However, there were two chapters of A Tale of Two Cities to read, a history quiz to study for and twenty math problems to solve before she could. She put on her pajamas, plugged in her Christmas lights and settled in at her desk to try to work. One hour and five math questions later, she gave up and crawled into bed, huddling under her covers with Dickens.

She fell asleep halfway through the first paragraph.

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[father-archer.livejournal.com]

Roy opened his cellphone to call Cissie- even Batman didn't really care WHAT you did on monitor duty, so long as the monitors were monitored. So he called Cissie every Wednesday night at nine. And Friday's, too.

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By nine, Cissie had been asleep for over an hour. She blinked awake and fumbled for the phone. She had to try answering at least twice before she could make her voice work enough to manage a hoarse, "Hello?"

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"Hi Ciss..." roy frowned at the way her voice sounded, "Honey, are you okay?"

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Cissie rubbed her eyes, frowning at her clock--was it nine already? Damn. She was never going to get her homework done now. "Hi Roy," she croaked. Great--she could add laryngitis to her list; she could hardly make her voice work. "I'm okay. Just a sore throat."

Which might have been believable if even that little amount of talking hadn't set off another coughing spell.

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"Just a sore throat, huh?" Roy shook his head, "Baby, you're sicker'n a dog." he informed her as he opened his book of IOU's.

It was Ollie's unlucky night, he guessed as he opened his league cellphone and texted him 'family emergency- get your pants on and come watch the screens'.

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She shook her head, even though Roy couldn't see her. "M'okay," she protested weakly, despite having a hard time even keeping her eyes open.

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"Oh, shush." Roy said gently. "Go back to sleep, little Arrowette." he hung up with her and read Ollie's reply. Good. He'd cover.

He texted Alfred, requesting chicken noodle soup, please... the man was always good to him, when Lian was sick he'd send over soup. Roy never was sure exactly how he knew. Or how he delivered it.

Roy then called Bonnie, reamed her out, and got her to release Cissie to him since she was sick.

Ollie came and Roy left, taking the transporter home and then driving to Elias, speaking to the sleepy warden and then headed for Cissie's room.

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Cissie hung up the cordless phone and was asleep again before she put it back on the hook. When Roy knocked, she woke again and called out, "Come in." Which just showed how out of it she was--she always asked who was there before inviting them in, and she had forgotten that the door was locked.

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Roy tried the lock and chuckled "Ciss, it's locked." he called through the door. "If you don't wanna get up I can pick it."

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"Hmm?"

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"Okay then." Roy said, picking the lock and opening the door, "Ciss, honey, it's Roy."

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Cissie rolled over, blinking blearily at him, frowning. "Roy?" She coughed and cleared her throat. "What're you doing here?"

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"You're sick, honey." Roy informed her gently, pulling out some luggage and packing her her entire pajama drawer, some regular clothes and underwear. "I'm taking you home. Called your mother and talked to the warden, and we're good to go."

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She blinked at him. Her head felt fuzzy and she wasn't sure she'd heard him right. "What?"

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"Taking you home, babe." he put a hand to her head, "And we're stopping off at a drug store." he smiled a little.

He handed her her bathrobe, "wrap up warm, Ciss."

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She closed her eyes for a minute--his hand felt really good on her forehead, nice and cool--before frowning up at him again. She took the robe from him and pushed herself up to pull it on. "But... my homework..."

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"It can wait." he promised. "C'mon, now." he lifted her up.

"I've gotcha." he carried her down to his car and put her in the passengers side, "There you go." he said, and went back for her luggage.

That was fucking *it*. He was getting all the goddamn paperwork out of the fucking way and then he was going to ask Dick, then her.

Enough was enough!

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Cissie made a few noises in protest when Roy carried her out, but she was too tired and achy and feverish to do anything more. When he left her in the car with the heater on, she drifted back to sleep before he came back with her things.

[father-archer.livejournal.com]

Roy drove her home, stopping to grab popsicles (more!) cough syrup, throat stuff, and tea (more!) and also a bag of chocolates for when she was feeling better.

The entire time he cursed steadily and fluently in his native tongue.

he got her home and carried her up to the extra bedroom, and he put her in the bed and tucked her in, turning on the extra heater in the room and getting a cool washcloth for her head.

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Cissie woke up again briefly when Roy took her from the car and tucked her into bed--she couldn't remember the last time someone had tucked her in. When he came back with the washcloth, she smiled sleepily and murmured, "Thanks, Roy," before falling asleep again.

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"Welcome, baby." he kissed her hair and went to do some work in the living room. He could hear both of his girls and he laid his head back on his couch with a thump.

Dammit all to hell.

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Dick slipped into the window. Roy wouldn't be home yet, but Dick could do things while he waited for Roy to come home.

...or not. Dick walked over to the couch and looked at Roy worriedly. "You're home early. Everything okay?"

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Roy rubbed his eyes and motioned Dick to sit down, "Things are fine. I had to go pick up Cissie. She was sick and stuck up at that goddamn school." he looked at Dick, "I couldn't just leave her there..."

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Dick nodded. "Course not," he said. "So...she's here?"

[father-archer.livejournal.com]

"Spare room." Roy nodded. "Look... Dick I have to talk to you."