For Joan

[theodorelasso]

Continued from here.

(warnings: sexytimes. also, panic attacks, brutal violence, attempted murder, discussion of suicide and actual murder... )

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"Exactly," she chuckles with him.

When he wheels her out so playfully, she can't help but laugh, absolutely delighted. She can intellectually understand how Ted might be too much for some people, but she cannot help but be cheered up by his positivity and silliness. She's so lucky to have him.

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Heck, his constant optimism was too much even for his wife. He gets that not everyone works the way he does. But it's so ingrained in him.

He wheels her out to the living room to where Sherlock is sitting. "Watson caravan now arriving at Holmes Station," he says cheerfully. "Hey, do you wanna move over to the couch, or stay in the chair?"

He imagines the couch is somewhat more comfortable, but if they're going to shower in a but, it does require even more lifting around.

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Joan grins. Even Sherlock lowers his head to hide a half-smile. Joan sees that and her grin widens as her heart warms. He even got Sherlock to smile in spite of himself. That's an accomplishment.

"Staying in the chair might be easier," she says, having the exact same thought about the shower. They're going to have to be lifting her a lot. Might as well cut down on it when she can. And the chair isn't too terribly uncomfortable as long as they're not out here too long.

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"Alrighty," Ted answers, and leans down to plant a kiss on the top of her head with a soft 'mwah'. "I'm gonna go finish breakfast," he says, carefully limping towards the kitchen. (And that's the downside to using the wheelchair for support. Suddenly he will be somewhere else without a crutch.)

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She watches him head for the kitchen, smiling fondly.

Sherlock watches him, too. "Interesting man you've brought into our lives, Watson," he remarks.

"Yeah," Joan agrees. She glances at Sherlock. "Isn't he great?"

"He certainly has laudable qualities," he concedes. "Even if I feel like I need sunscreen lest I be burned by his cheerfulness."

Joan laughs at that, giving Sherlock a look before turning her attention to the kitchen again.

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Ted sets about finishing up breakfast. He was more or less done, besides the actual mixing of things. Lots of yummy fruits, strawberries, and oatmeal. And then some very loud noises as he runs the blender. He serves it up in three big glasses, complete with straws.

"Hey Sherlock, come help me with this?" he calls to the living room once he's all done.

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Sherlock heads into the kitchen. "Ah, yes," he says. Ted can hardly carry the smoothies, considering his need for a crutch. "Let me see..." He looks in a few cabinets before finding a tray. "I've got this if you want to go out and join Watson he says, putting the glasses on the tray.

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"Thanks, bud," Ted answers, and goes to give Sherlock's shoulder a friendly slap, then redirects halfway and gives him a salute instead. He has to remind himself not to be too touchy feely with Sherlock. He grabs a crutch and heads to the living room.

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Sherlock flinches a little when it seems like Ted is about to touch him. Then he gives a nod and tight smile to the salute. He appreciates that Ted modifies his behavior in recognition of Sherlock's peculiarities. It makes his enthusiasm a bit more bearable for the man whose senses are ofttimes painfully sharp.

He follows Ted out, carrying the tray. He sets it down on the table then sits down again.

"Those look delicious," Joan says.

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"Hopefully thine eyes do not deceive," Ted answers with a soft chuckle, handing one of them to Joan, before grabbing one for himself and sitting down on the couch.

He looks at the seat next to him, then at the wheelchair, and gives a hum. He just realised a drawback of remaining in the chair. No cuddling.

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Joan holds her smoothie carefully, not wanting to drop it. She notices Ted's glance at the empty couch next to him and his hum, and she smiles.

"Would you like me to sit next to you?" she offers. Yeah, it would mean some extra carting around, but what the heck.

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"Nah, it's okay, we can catch it up later," he says with a smile. They've been spending almost every moment together lately, and while he's certainly not complaining, he's not that needy. Besides, they'll be showering together soon.

"Don't keep me in suspense though, give me your verdict," he adds, gesturing at the smoothie.

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She carefully sips some of the smoothie, grateful for the straw.

"That is really good," she says. "I like the balance of the fruit with the oatmeal. The texture is really nice. Not too thin, not too thick."

She takes another, longer sip.

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Ted gives a small fistpump of victory, then tastes it himself. He gives an approving hum. "Yeah, that turned out alright!" he says with some excitement. He gestures at Sherlock to try it too. "I haven't experimented too much with smoothies, but I bet I could make lots of different ones be real yummy."

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"That's one of the best things about smoothies," Joan says as Sherlock takes a sip of his and nods in approval. "The possibilities are endless."

She drinks some more.

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Ah, a nod of approval! Great, all around good reviews.

"And as long as you don't completely fudge up the ingredients, it'll end up edible. Um, drinkable," he muses, sipping his. He narrows his eyes thoughtfully. "Mmmm, fudge smoothie.." That'd definitely be a dessert kind of smoothie.

"The only problem, of course, is it's always gonna be a smoothie," he adds. A single taste concoction of smooth thick liquid. He starts missing other kinds of foods after a while.

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"You mean a milkshake?" Sherlock says to the fudge smoothie comment, his tone acerbic. Ted doubtless notices that's Sherlock's default.

"We definitely need some non-smoothie options," Joan agrees with a smile.

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Ted barely even registers Sherlock's acerbic tone at this point. He focuses more on the contents of the statement. And at that particular statement, he just smiles with amusement. It's a fair point.

"I was looking up stuff that's easy to digest and eat," he says, stirring his smoothie idly. "Found a fried chicken and egg rice bowl recipe that looked real yummy." He's already practically putting together a menu.

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Joan smiles at him. He's so dedicated to taking care of her, and it's sweet and heartwarming, even if there is still a bit of her that chafes at being cared for. At least he's been asking her for her approval on most things. That makes the difference between being cared for and being babied.

"That sounds wonderful," she says. "It's probably a good idea to ease my stomach into solid foods, and that would be perfect."

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Ted would be taking care of her even if she weren't sick. It's just in his nature. And it's definitely not about taking away her independence, just about making her life a little easier (or more enjoyable), and even finding solutions to make her more independent. If this was a long-term thing, he'd probably be all over finding ways of letting her do as many things as possible herself.

He mentions a few more recipes he came across, asking for her opinions on various dishes and ingredients. He doesn't want to end up making something she hates.

Soon enough they've worked through their smoothies.

"Hey, do you have a stool or chair that deals well with getting wet? For the shower?" he asks Sherlock. He knows there exists chair specifically meant for that, but he didn't see one in the bathroom, so a normal one will probably have to do.

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Joan enjoys discussing the recipes, which she supposes is likely a good sign. If she's enjoying it, her body might be ready to give more solid foods a try.

Sherlock sets down his glass, considering Ted's question.

"I have a step ladder with non-slip feet. That would likely be sufficiently safe. And the water is unlikely to cause problems as long as it dries thoroughly afterward."

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"Boy, I wish I had non-slip feet," Ted quips and then grins at his own joke. "Sounds good, though?" Ted gives Joan a questioning shrug to ask for her approval.

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"That should work," Joan agrees.

"Right," Sherlock says with a nod as he stands. "I shall return."

He heads out to go fetch the stepladder from 221B.

Once he's gone Joan turns toward Ted and reaches out for his hand, her hand still trembling slightly.

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"Oh, bring some more clothes too?" Ted suggests as Sherlock heads out. Would probably be nice to have something fresh when getting out of the shower.

When she reaches out for him, Ted sits forward, taking her hand and stroking it a bit with his thumb.

"How you doing?" he asks softly, though he makes an effort to not sound worried. He doesn't want to be overbearing, but he would like updates on how she's feeling.

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"I'm all right," she answers just as softly. "Not being able to do basic things on my own is a little frustrating." Ted can doubtless pick up on the fact this is an understatement. "But I'm sure I'll have my strength back it a couple days."