FIC: Living Nightmare
Title: Living Nightmare
Author: Valerie Vancollie (valeriev84 [at] hotmail.com)
Characters: Don, Robin Brooks
Pairings: Don/Robin
Rating: PG-13
Summary: The news would alter Don's life forever, one way or another.
Spoilers: None
Note: This was written for the numb3rs100 word prompt inside.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Numb3rs characters, items or situations. I only lay claim to the original aspects of the fic.
The only thing keeping Don from leaping to his feet and pacing the room was the grip Robin had on his hand. He suspected that was precisely the reason why she gripped him so tightly.
"It'll be fine," Robin murmured.
Don bit back a sharp retort that she couldn't possibly know that; it was her way of coping. Strangely enough, his involved holding onto her. Before he'd have done it alone, not telling anyone until the lab results were in. Yet, when his physician had first discovered the tumor, he'd felt the need to tell someone instead of keeping it all bottled up inside. Despite that, he hadn't been able to tell his father and brother, not after Mom.
Robin, though, was different. Although he wanted to protect her, he'd found it harder and harder to keep things from her, both the desire to do so as well as the ability.
His body fairly vibrated with tension as the time of the appointment approached and Don pulled Robin close, inhaling her scent as he sought to center himself.
"Agent Eppes?" a nurse called out and the next thing Don knew, he was standing before his physician.
Dr. Holton smiled. "Benign."