Backdated, Closed to Chuck Shurley

[needsthumpin]

He was healing from the attack by Not-Faramir. They were home, and she was able to care for him. Kerai tried to focus on that, and doing all she could to be a help and comfort to him. She tried not to bother him with how shaken she was. How the mere fact that someone could want to hurt Chuck threw her world image into disarray. She couldn't explain

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[mnightlevel]

The clinic had prescribed him Vicodin and he was finding himself growing rather found of those little pills. If not for the fear of what Kerai might say, he might have seriously considered switching from alcoholism to popping pills.

His eyes opened groggily from his drug-educed slumber, and spotted her at the edge of the bed, "Hey, you."

[needsthumpin]

"Yes, it's me." She reached out to stroke his shoulder, the one that wasn't hurt. Having to be careful how she touched him, that was hard for her too.

"How are you?"

[mnightlevel]

"Buzzing." he said with a dopey smile, the hand belonging the the shoulder she was stroking reaching to touch her face. His fingers traced her cheek, "The drugs are really g-good..."

[needsthumpin]

She turned her face to kiss that hand.

"I'll be glad when you don't need them any more. Would you like something to eat or drink?"