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VARIATIONS ON A THEME

Posted in 24_fanfic

Title: Variations On A Theme
Author: marinw
Rating: PG for angst and suffering. I’m going through a hospital fic phase
Characters: detox!Jack/Kim. I can’t ignore her forever.
Summary: Post Day 3. Jack goes cold turkey.
Disclaimer: 24 is the property of the Fox Production Company. The Fox giveth, and the Fox taketh away.
A/N: My contribution to the Jack on Junk theme initiated by cybertoothtiger. A quicky and therefore unbeta’d.


Kim Bauer found her father on the floor of his apartment. She immediately notified CTU, who arranged to have Jack admitted to a detox clinic known for its' discretion. Jack Bauer wasn’t the first CTU agent to have need of this facility.

Fatigue. Muscle pain and weakness. Chills. Watery eyes. Diarrhea. Nausea and vomiting. All the symptoms of heroin withdrawal were there.

Especially the vomiting. Jack became so dehydrated that they deemed it necessary to put him on an IV. The needle seemed to tear the skin from his hand. He wanted nothing more than to tear the damn thing out. But Jack knew that if he did that, they would put him in restraints. That would have impeded his ability to curl up in a fetal position.

••••

Jack cracked open his crusted eyelids. Kim was standing at his bedside.

“Sweetheart,” he croaked, “I don’t want you to see me like this.”

“I can handle it.” But her voice was quivering.

“I can’t. Kim, just go. Please.

The look on Kim’s face as she left the room was the worst thing of all.

••••

The doctor shone a light into Jack’s eyes as she checked the dilation of his pupils.

“The worst seems to be over,” she announced.

It is? Jack’s face and body was coated with several layers of sweat and the bed sheets were damp and tangled.

“The nurse will get you cleaned up. Get some rest, and then we can discuss getting you into a good rehab program.”

Rehab? I hope that doesn’t involve sitting in a circle and talking about my feelings.

A big male nurse finally pulled out the IV line. After Jack showered the nurse issued him a clean set of scrubs. He then proceeded to shave the days-old stubble that had erupted on his patient's chin. Jack didn’t object, his hands were still shaking and shaving himself would have required him to look in the mirror.

The nurse deposited Jack into the freshly-made bed.

“I’ll check on you later.”

Jack dreamt of nuclear bombs, viruses, Chase’s severed hand, and the back of Ryan Chappelle’s obliterated head.

END

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