Colby twisted Kardum’s hand back, hard. Let the son of a bitch feel a fraction of what Don was feeling. "You actually might need a doctor, ‘cause there’s things that I could do to you, won’t even leave a mark." He could, too.
"Let him go," David said.
"You’re gonna need meds just to get up and get out of bed in the morning, you got that?"
"I said, let him go. Granger, take a walk," David ordered.
Colby just stared at him for a minute but then did as he was told. David wasn't his partner right now, he was his boss. Even if he was being a piss poor one at the moment.
He paced outside the interrogation room. Kardum could lead them to the guy who was ultimately responsible for Don getting stabbed, for Don maybe being a coma, never waking up and -- Colby didn't think he could handle it. And instead of going after the guy the way they should they were going to baby him, treat him like the guy actually deserved some common decency. Why? He hadn't given Don that respect and now he was in a hospital bed
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"I'm gonna take a walk," Colby said, turning on his heel and heading for the men's room. He understood David's position, but this was Don. Don who would never leave one of his own hanging, who would go to any lengths to keep any one of them safe. And now Don might... he might--
The thought of Don not coming out of his coma made Colby's stomach clench and he ran for the toilet, dry-heaving because he hadn't bothered to stop and eat since Don had been hurt.
He held himself still for a moment until he was sure he was done. He cupped his hand under the faucet and got enough water to swish around in his mouth. He was running on fumes and that wouldn't do anybody any good, least of all Don.
Okay, I came here to read a drabble. Umm, what drabble? I don't even remember what day it is after all that comment fic hotness *g*
Oh, drabble, right. :D I can really see Don sacrificing himself this way for Charlie's happiness. Though in his darkness moments wishing Amita hadn't come back.
LOL I'm glad you liked the drabble (in spite of or maybe because of all the comment fic hottness). Our comment fic does tend to be a little distracting. Um, sorry?
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"Let him go," David said.
"You’re gonna need meds just to get up and get out of bed in the morning, you got that?"
"I said, let him go. Granger, take a walk," David ordered.
Colby just stared at him for a minute but then did as he was told. David wasn't his partner right now, he was his boss. Even if he was being a piss poor one at the moment.
He paced outside the interrogation room. Kardum could lead them to the guy who was ultimately responsible for Don getting stabbed, for Don maybe being a coma, never waking up and -- Colby didn't think he could handle it. And instead of going after the guy the way they should they were going to baby him, treat him like the guy actually deserved some common decency. Why? He hadn't given Don that respect and now he was in a hospital bed ( ... )
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The thought of Don not coming out of his coma made Colby's stomach clench and he ran for the toilet, dry-heaving because he hadn't bothered to stop and eat since Don had been hurt.
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"You alright, man?"
He thought about not answering, but he knew David was just trying to be his friend. "Yeah. I'm alright. Just--Don..."
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Oh, drabble, right. :D I can really see Don sacrificing himself this way for Charlie's happiness. Though in his darkness moments wishing Amita hadn't come back.
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