Karma | Tom Riddle

Soulmates

"You don't have to," Said Tom as he accepted the water from her, "I won't vomit,"

"Okay. Then it's there for the leaky pipes in the ceiling," Said Lorelai, as she stood in front of him, "Do you have a headache?"

"Yes," He said,

"Have you been drinking?" Asked Lorelai as her hands travelled over his arms and his legs, he looked at her with his eyebrows raised, "If I ask if you are hurt, you will lie."

"I haven't been drinking." Said Tom as her arms were on his torso, and he flinched when she touched the side of his torso,

"Take your shirt off." She said, "If it's internal bleeding you would need more help than only I could give you,"

"Fine." Said Tom as she helped him sit up and he undid his shirt, she pulled it off his shoulders, and Tom saw the bruise he almost winced at it,

"You are such a baby, that's not even internal bleeding, It'll just turn a funky colour," She said, and then she left him and went to her fridge, pulling out frozen peas,

"I didn't even fli-"

"But you wanted to," Said Lorelai, pressing the peas to his bruise, then she looked at his forearms,

"I don't do drugs," He said,

"You are old enough to have been a soldier," She said, "I wouldn't blame you, bad stuff happened during the war. So are you ready to tell me what happened in that alleyway?"

"Nothing happened," Said Tom and she nodded, rolling her eyes,

"Ah yes, because when nothing happens to me I wake up in an alleyway with a pretty gnarly bruise," Said Lorelai, "Also you are so weak right now that you can barely walk, have you been eating?"

"Not as much as I should be," Said Tom, "Maybe that's why I fainted,"

"That doesn't explain the red eyes," Said Lorelai, "But it might be a part of it, I'll get you food,"

"You don't have to,"

"Karma, sweetheart, it'll all come back to me," She said, as she tried to figure out what to feed him, "I don't eat much here myself, no time you know, twelve hour shifts and shit, I mean that literally sometimes I have to change bedpans. Gross right?" Lorelai opened the cabinet and looked for food, "I have biscuits,"

"Excellent," Said Tom sarcastically,

"My cooking may have been what retroactively caused the plague," Said Lorelai, "Did I use that word right?" She handed him a biscuit, "Because the meaning behind it is that my cooking is so back that it reverberated through the space time continuum and poisoned the fleas who poisoned the rats who poisoned the people,"

"I'm not sure that's how it works," Said Tom and she pulled the cookie out of his hand, "Hey,"

"I am the one with medical training, okay? Don't give me a hard time about science," She said,

"Sorry," Said Tom, and she gave him the cookie back,

"Good, although a lot of my job is dealing with assholes." She said,

"What kind?" He asked, and she laughed, clapping her hands together,

"I like that," She said, "All of the above if you must know,"

"Disgusting, why are you even a nurse?" Asked Tom, pressing the bag of peas into his side,

"Helping people, sense of fulfillment, going from getting hit on by soldier boys to doctors really working on my tolerance, and if I see someone hurt on the street like I don't know you, I can help them," Said Lorelai,