Free of Pain

Writers: AL, Cali
Date Posted: 16th January 2010

Characters: Zelle, M'net
Description: M'net obliges Zelle by bringing her some more fellis.
Location: Dolphin Cove Weyr
Date: month 6, day 11 of Turn 5

Zelle slid off of her dragon and limped into her weyr. She winced at a tinge as her right foot came down. It wasn't as bad as it had been, but she still needed help with it. She went to the dresser on top of which she kept her fellis. She picked up the jar and growled. Empty.

Zelle fairly slammed down the jar and turned. She needed to get some more. Her face pinched and she reached out to her dragon. **Rillith...will you ask M'net's dragon to get M'net to bring some more fellis? I'm out.**

The green crooned a strange, warbling sound, but complied. Zelle sank into an armchair and let the air rush out of her. She'd get some soon.

The blue rider arrived within minutes. "I'm here Zelle." M'net called from Rilleth's ledge as his dragon landed carefully besides the green on the small ledge. "Are you out again already?"

"Yeah." Zelle motioned to the little dresser where the opened jar still sat. "I don't think they gave you as much last time or something."

"Maybe you should talk to them again about increasing your dose." M'net held up a small jar of the powdered fellis. When the healers had started shrinking Zelle's dosage, he'd had to share his with her. He could deal with a little pain, they didn't understand how much worse it was for Zelle.

"Yeah, I might do that." It had been a while, it couldn't hurt. "In the meantime, thanks for bringing me some. I appreciate it." Zelle took the jar from M'net then pushed herself to her feet. "I hope I didn't interrupt anything."

M'net snatched the jar back away from her and snuck his arm around her waist to help her back to a chair. "I'll get it for you. You sit so it hurts less."

Zelle laughed. "I _can_ get it myself. I'm not completely helpless!" But she did sit back in the chair. M'net was babying her, more than she really needed. It wouldn't last forever, though, so she might as well enjoy it.

M'net found the bottle of wine where Zelle always kept it and poured her a glass. He scooped out the fellis, twice what the healers wanted her to take, and stirred it into the wine until it was desolved. "Here you go. You'll be feeling pain free in no time now."

"Thanks M'net, you're a good friend." Zelle saluted M'net with her glass before she drained half of it. The fellis added a bit of bitterness, but other than that the wine did a good job of masking the taste. "You don't have to hang around, especially if I interrupted something. I hope I didn't."

He'd cringed slightly when she'd said 'good friend', but he thought he'd covered it well. He loved her and he thought that he was proving that to her, couldn't she see it? "You're not interrupting anything, I want to be here. Feeling any better yet?"

"Not yet, but the fellis takes some time to take effect, especially when diluted...and I haven't finished." Zelle then took that opportunity to down the rest of the wine and set aside her cup. "How's the day finding you? Besides running errands?"

"Absolutely boring!" he moaned, "You are so much better than playing messenger. I can't wait until I'm back in the wing."

"Well, now I feel better. I've broken up your monotony a bit." Zelle settled a bit lower in her chair as she felt the effects of the fellis. "When did the healers say you can go back to fighting status?"

"Soon." M'net replied. "As soon as that lazy blue of mine decides to work on his turns. He's just not a hundred percent yet so they want us to wait a bit."

"You should kick his butt. I'll do it for you if you want." A slow grin worked its way across Zelle's face. "Although, I guess there's something to be said for being careful." Zelle wished they had been more careful when she had tried helping them with the currents. Still, they hadn't meant the accident to happen and hopefully they had learned from it - evidently the dragon had. "You'll be back soon enough. Boring as it is, at least you can take it easy."

M'net saw her head loll to the side slightly and he chuckled. "I think I might have given you a bit too much."

"Nah." Zelle set down her cup and slid further down into the chair. "So is it really that boring as a messenger? Do you not get to see all sorts of places and meet all sorts of people?"

"Well, there was this one guy..." He began to tell her about the fat steward who always insisted that he share a drink with him whenever he delivered a message, and how once, because of a discussion on tithe requirements, he was back and forth half a dozen times and he became quite inebriated. He was just about to get to the part of the story where he almost fell down the steward's stairs when he noticed that Zelle had not opened her eyes for quite some time.

"Zelle?" He asked, as he stood up and walked over to her chair. M'net gave a small smile when he realized she was asleep, glad that she was free of pain. He didn't want to leave her sitting in a position that would surely leave a creak in her neck, so he very carefully scooped her up into his arms and carried her over to her bed. He pulled a fur over her, and watched her face as she slept. How he wished he could be here when she awoke, how he wished to lay next to her and have her awaken with her warm smile on her lips as she greeted him. He reached out and traced her lips with his fingers, imagining what they would feel like against his. He leaned over, but instead of kissing those lips, he laid a kiss on her forehead and rose out of the bed.

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