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It's only a cold

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He had to make up with the fact he was powerless now, even more worrisome, he was no longer immortal. He could die at any given moment, and let's face it, it was a pretty possible outcome to his lifestyle. He had to be careful, he would take it easy and try not to die for the time being. At least, he thought he could manage it. Without Ben that would be a much more difficult task, he had always saved him, reminded him he needed to eat or to shelter from the cold, who was gonna do that now?

I guess it wasn't the best time to be coming down with something but that was just his luck. His chest felt tight not as much to panic right away but enough to feel a little too familiar, it brought old memories of his long battle with childhood asthma, the feeling of breathing through a freaking straw while everyone else could enjoy the privilege of fresh, unlimited air. Thankfully, he had outgrown it, he hadn't had an attack since he was a teenager in need for an inhaler, those days were behind, at least that's what he thought.