Early Christmas Present - (PG-13)

Peter felt like shit.

Being a mutant did not disqualified him from catching fever. You'd think protecting himself from germs would be a number one priority, but with the rush in ER, half the time Peter didn't even remembered to put on his gloves, which sometimes got him in trouble with Dean of Medicine, Lisa Cuddy.

Sweet, charming lady, but you screw up few many times and she wouldn't think twice about letting you go. Peter laid on a couch in front of the TV with glass of water on a table, some Ibuprofen, Tylenol, Motrin, and half eaten McDonald's meal. He felt weak, nauseous, and like not doing anything.

For a nurse, it sure looked pitiful.

Mackenzie was bad about greeting daddy as soon as he got home from work and before he could change. Between that and living in the same house as daddy she had caught his flu from him. She wasnt one to normally get sick but when she did she really caught it. 

She laid on the couch curled up against daddy. She had been fussy before she fell asleep since she didnt feel good.her new kitten aunt sophia watched both of them from the coffee table.

Loika came in to check on them. She had put mackenzie in her own bed a few times and gave up when she became fussy. She shooed the cat off of the coffee table and check both of thier foreheads. They were both hot. She went to the kitchen and came back with two cool wash cloths. She put one each on the back of thier necks.

She sat on the coffee table to put mackie's hair in a ponytail off of her neck. She then pushed peter's hair from his forehead. "How are you feeling?"

Peter looked up at Loika, without moving.
"I feel like I am dying again. At least death was quick and somewhat painless," said Peter as he felt cold cloth on the back of his neck. It felt relieving and he needed that. His daughter Mackie was next to him, which he didn't think was such a good idea, because if one got better it would return to her probably, or she might develop and build a resistance to the sickness.

But all Peter knew was that he could do nothing but to keep the flu under the control, and let it run it's course. His system was fighting for him. He reached for his cup when suddenly he got weak and only dragged the cup of the table.
"Shit," he muttered as he couldn't stay up and had to lay back down.

Loika picked up the dropped cup and quickly took it to the kitchen. She returned with a cup with a straw in it and a towel. She sopped up what spilled on the floor. She glared at mackenzie's kitten and then knelt down to peter's side. She held the cup for him so that the straw was near his mouth. "Here hun. Take.  Drink. Men turn into absolute babies when they are sick. At least mel gave me the day off so i could stay home with you two." 


She set the cup down on thetable after he was done taking a drink. She gently picked up mackie and sat in the recliner next to the couch. She cradled her and gently rocked her." Do you need anything else?anything i can do to help you feel better?"

After hearing that Peter and Mackenzie were ill, Sophia decided to stop by with some soup hoping that the surprise visit wouldn't be hated by Loika. She rang the bell, holding the bowl wrapped up.  She sighed, and waited, hoping that she'd be let inside.  She didn't know how Loika would handle her stopping by especially after she had gotten Mackenzie the kitten and sprang that on them as well, but of course she did ask before she let Mackenzie bring the little kitten home.  She sighed and waited for someone to answer the door, a smile on her face, hoping her visit would raise some spirits.

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Loika sighed. It was the first time she had been abl to sit down all day. She couldnt imagine who would be here. She just hoped whoever it was didnt wake up her sick kid. She stood up carefully and laid mackenzie back down next to peter on the couch. Otherwised her little one fussed in her sleep. "Ill be right back."  She told peter and kissed both of thier foreheads before going to the door.


She jogged to the door and opened it. She sighed when she saw peter's sister. She wasnt mad just tired. "Sophia its really not a good time. Ive got two very sick very contageous people in here. If you need to talk to peter im sure it can wait until hes feeling better."

Sophia smiled at Loika, and then saw how tired she looked and frowned slightly.  "I know that's why I stopped by.  I came to help you out.  Having two people with the flu isn't easy and I figured I'd bring some of our mothers old soup recipe for Mackenzie and Peter and maybe help you around the house.  I want to be involved in Peters life more and I can only imagine how tired you have to be.  Plus, if you want to get some alone time I can sit with them and take care of them."  She held out the big bowl of soup for Loika to take and offered her smile again.

Everything in her body language showed she really wanted to help, whether it was cleaning, feeding, or just taking care of her brother and niece she was eager to do it.  "I could do anything you need.  Plus you look a little under the weather too... I can help."

Men turn into absolute babies when they are sick. At least mel gave me the day off so i could stay home with you two."


He would put up such a good argument about Loika's statement, but was not in right mood for a debate. So, he just swallowed and kept quiet. Taking a drink from Loika, Peter took a sip, it tasted shitty, just like he felt.

Door bell rang and it echoed in Peter's mind like chimes. His head was sensitive to all sorts of loud noises and sounds, he needed peace. Not raising his head off the couch, Peter heard his sister's voice.
"That's fi--" he coughed. "fine."

Mackenzie wa  running a pretty good fever. She was running a high enough temp that she was starting to get sweaty. A little of her hair stuck to her forehead. She had fallen asleep earlier when mommy put her back down with daddy. She usually acted more grown up than her actual age. For example, she had fallen asleep sucking her thumb. Something she very rarely did. When the door bell rang she stirred but didnt wake up. It wasnt until daddy talked that she woke up and started to fuss.

Loika looked at her and looked at the soup. The smell of cooked meat made her feel queasy. She had never liked the smell. She stepped out of the way and motioned her in. "You know where the kitchen is. Neither of them are very hungry at the moment. They are in the living room." 


She heard peter talking and mackenzie fussing. "Excuse me sophia."  She returned to the living room and looked at her little brood. She felt a bit helpless. She almost never got sick. She knelt down to them and checked each of their foreheads and frowned. "You are both burning up. Im going to run her a bath. Do you need anything? Your sister is here and she brought some soup."

Sophia nodded and walked in, heading right to the kitchen to heat the soup up.  If anything, she knew Peter would at least try some of th soup if no for he memory, plus it might help him feel a bit better.  She nodded to Loika when she left to go to Mackenzie and she slid her jacket off and put it around a chair.  She opened the microwave and placed the bowl in and set the timer and sighed.  She hoped that her bring here could help Loika out a bit.


She grabbed two bowls and spoons and took the soup out when it was done and filled the bowls up.  She brought one into the room where everyone was and looked at her brother and frowned.  "Hey Pet.  I made moms old recipe for soup and figured it might make you and Mackenzie feel better."  She placed the bowl down in front of him and went for the other one for when Mackenzie was done with the bath her mother was running.

"Try a little bit please?  It'll make you feel better."

The TV played a movie, almost half way through. His head was lit on fire by something which was irritating his system. The only way for him to deal with it, would let the virus run its course and let immune system defend him while he slept. 

Do you need anything? Your sister is here and she brought some soup."

"I am good. I got all I need on a coffee table over here." said Peter as he was referring to his supply of Tylenol, Iboprofen, and Motrin. "I am well guarded."

Sophia walked to him with soup. Peter didn't feel like eating or drinking only when to take his periodical medications. Barely getting any sleep because his body temperature rising, he looked at her with sickly face.
"No, I don't want any." he sounded like a dying man. "Eating soup when one is sick to make them feel better is bunch of bullshit. It ain't true. The soup is not going to take my fever away or Mckenzie's."

Loika came back to the living room. Mackie's bath was almoat ready. She looked helplessly at her husband. She hated seeing him sick. She put her hand on his forehead before she tried to pick up mackenzie. "If you are up to it after mackie's bath we can try getting you in the shower to cool you off. Ill check on you after her bath." 


She picked up mackie as gently as she could then held her close to carry her up the stairs to the bathroom. She rolled her eyes when the damn cat followed them. 

"Humor me Peter.  You have to eat something.  Not eating isn't going to help you get better either.  Besides, it's really good and I made it for you.  Please have a little?"  Sophia asked and stirred the soup and lifted a spoonful up to him.  "Open."  She said, feeding him like a child.  "You need to eat Pet.  And I know how you were when you ot sick when we were little, I had to do this then cause mom didn't feel like it so I did it remember?  So please try some."  She smiled at him and brought the spoon to his mouth.


"Also, Your getting into the shower when Mackenzie is out, you could use it to cool down.  I'm not going to baby you bro, I came over to help Loika out and to help you get better so I'm going to be tough.  Now eat."

The last thing Peter wanted was someone babying him. He was a grown man for god sake, sure as hell didn't need to sibling telling him what to do. How would it look if Loika walked in and Peter was eating from a spoon. She'd never let him forget that. Never. He would be reminded of it every time he ate or often.

"Thanks, Sophia, really." said Peter, coughing. "But I'll be alright," He looked at her with tired eyes and the idea of cold shower did not get him excited at all. He was already cold. Chills running down his spine every three minutes. What else did she had to say or do to make him miserable?  

You need to eat Pet.  And I know how you were when you ot sick when we were little, I had to do this then cause mom didn't feel like it so I did it remember?


"Hey, don't play that card on me, I was just a kid at the time. And our mother was a bitch. She wouldn't take care of us to begin with, let alone care for us when we were sick."

Sophia sighed and put the spoon down but pushed the bowl closer to him.  "The shower can be warm doesn't have to be cold by the way and please just eat Peter.  I don't have to feed you but please.  You'll feel a bit better with something in your stomach.  I promise.  I've never lied to you before.  Not when your sick like this."  She picked up the cold rag Loika had left behind and pressed it to his forehead after she spoke, knowing it would help a little.

"Please eat a little.  You don't have to have it all, just a few bites Pet?"

Mackenzie felt really bad. She tried to share some mcdonalds with daddy and wasnt very hungry. Her tummy felt all icky. She was super hot and sleepy too. She was falling back to sleep when mommy picked her up and carried her towards upstairs.

She fussed at first because she wanted daddy but she was clinging to mommy at the same time. Halfway up the stairs her tummy felt a rumbling and she knew it wasnt good. She didnt have a chance to tell mommy before she puked on her. She felt bad and started to actually cry. She continued to cry even after mommy put her in the tub.

Loika made a face when Mackie puked on her. She wasnt mad just a little grossed out. She was more concerned with getting her little one feeling better though. She did what any good mommy would do and made sure Mackie was cleaned up and cared for first.

She washed up Mackie using her baby soap and then put her in clean jammies. By the time she had her clean and dry she was exhausted. Part of it was her being tired from being sick. Loika rocked her in the rocking chair in her room until she was completely asleep then laid her in her bed. She flipped the kitten off as it jumped in the bed with Mackenzie then went to clean herself up.

She got herself cleaned up and came downstairs with wet hair. She tiredly plopped into one of the recliners and looked sympathetically at Peter. " Mackenzie got sick... on me. Shes cleaned up and sleeping in her bed with Boots. You need anything babe?"  She wanted to make sure he was doing okay without seeming like she was hovering.

Sophia looked to Loika and offered a smile, "Do you want some soup?  It might make you feel good too.  You look like you could use some.  I brought over some raw meat too, in case you said yes.  I'd cut it up and put it into the bowl. I figured why not try it."  She pushed her hair behind her ears and looked to Peter.  "Also, Peter, please try some soup.... putting something hot in your stomach like chicken broth soup will help a little, you know that." 

Loika shook her head. "No offense but cooked food grosses me out. Raw meat isnt as bad as cooked meat but its still not ideal. I prefer it....fresh. ill go hunt after peter and mackenzie are asleep. Thanks though. I know its hard to understand what i can and cant eat."  She yawned and stretched in the chair. She was having a hard time keeping her eyes open. Which kind of wanted to make her giggle because she could stay awake for days if she needed to.

"It's okay, I understand.  Loika, if you want to nap, I can take care of them.  It's why I came by.  Please nap, you need it."  She again offered a gentle smile and suddenly released a pheromone that promoted healing and sleepiness.  It smelt like roses and daisies.  She didn't do it on purpose for Sophia still hadn't mastered her gifts,they just seemed to go off when the right moment was needed as if her powers knew when to activate.

"I have enough energy to stay awake for days."  She laughed slightly and stretched a little.

Loika made a face. To creatures like herself and logan her pheromones stunk pretty bad. Thier smelling was heightened so for them it was too strong. She looked from peter to sophia. "I know you mean well and i dont mind you being here, but they have both been sick most of the night. They both need to sleep. Lets hold off on trying to make them eat anything until they feel like it. Ive been keeping them both hydrated so they should be fine."