Blood Poisoning and Plan A (#325 Green and #98 Hospital)
Title: Blood Poisoning and Plan A
Prompt: #325 Green and #98 Hospital
Author: ladygray99
Rating: PG13
Characters/Pairings: Charlie/(Amita), Colby
Word count: 2x300
Warnings/Spoilers: Domestic Violence
Summary: Colby didn’t pay attention to what Charlie was saying, he was more interested in the mess he was seeing.
Notes: Written for numb3rs100 . So I’ve had this bunny floating around for Charlie in an abusive situation however my Charlie muse is pretty stroppy and fought it. Something about the prompt Green squeezed it back into the light. I’m sure this will be a series but right now I’ve just got the two. Your thoughts and feelings would be much appreciated.
Beta: none
Blood Poisoning (#325 Green)
Colby ignored Charlie’s pleading and kicking just as he ignored baby Ada’s cries for her afternoon bottle.
Colby was more interested in Charlie’s back. It was a blotchy red and white from fever but that was nothing. What had Colby’s attention were the deep scratches along Charlie’s back and the perfectly parallel lines of welts like he’d been beaten with something solid that had sharp edges.
Just the injuries would have Colby blind with fury under most circumstances but the smell made it all worse. It was the smell of infection, of wounds in unreachable places left untreated oozing yellow and green. One set of scratches at the small of Charlie’s back had small tendrils of black radiating under the skin. Colby had seen men die in third world shitholes from things like that. Charlie had stopped fighting and was simply pleading now. It was a jumble of words that Colby wasn’t really listening to. ‘Don’t tell, it’s not what you think,’ was the overriding theme.
Colby let Charlie up. He sprinted to the nursery. Colby followed. Charlie was curled up in the oversized rocker, his torso still bare trying to get Ada to take her bottle.
Colby picked up Ada’s baby bag and started packing all the things he thought an infant might need for a few days. Then he went down the hall, found a bag, and packed it with everything a mathematician might need for a few days. Then he went back to the nursery. Ada was feeding, Charlie was crying.
“Here’s how it’s going to work, you and Ada are coming with me and where we are going first is a hospital, then someplace safe where you can call your lawyer. And if you don’t like that idea plan B is calling the cops. Your choice.”
Plan A (#98 Hospital)
Colby gently bounced Ada, trying to keep her calm, while the doctor cleaned and bandaged Charlie’s back, at times using a long needle to draw out the patches of pus. Colby could see Charlie’s face contorting against the pillow but he never made a sound.
Colby tried to decide what his next move was going to be. He hadn’t really thought anything through from the moment he noticed an odd stain on the back of Charlie’s shirt and caught a whiff of a sickly smell.
The nurse had already slipped him the domestic violence pamphlets and the number for a shelter even though the doctor had yet to officially ask what had happened. Now that he was standing in a hospital Colby curious as to how it happened. How things went from Larry talking about the power of love to Charlie with an IV of broad-spectrum antibiotics in his arm.
Colby knew what he wanted to do and it involved a pair of handcuffs slapped on just a little too tight. He also knew that if Charlie had gotten to this state without walking away then getting him to press charges would be damn near impossible.
Ada gurgled and started to doze off. Colby checked his watch. It was getting late in the day. At some point Amita would come home and find her husband and daughter AWOL then the shit would really hit the fan and as much as Charlie wanted to keep what was obviously a nightmare secret Colby just knew it would all be out by the end of the day. He looked at Charlie with his face pressed against the thin hospital pillow. Colby knew his next move had to be to get Charlie someplace secret and safe. Luckily there were people who owed him favors.
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Prompt: #325 Green and #98 Hospital
Author: ladygray99
Rating: PG13
Characters/Pairings: Charlie/(Amita), Colby
Word count: 2x300
Warnings/Spoilers: Domestic Violence
Summary: Colby didn’t pay attention to what Charlie was saying, he was more interested in the mess he was seeing.
Notes: Written for numb3rs100 . So I’ve had this bunny floating around for Charlie in an abusive situation however my Charlie muse is pretty stroppy and fought it. Something about the prompt Green squeezed it back into the light. I’m sure this will be a series but right now I’ve just got the two. Your thoughts and feelings would be much appreciated.
Beta: none
Blood Poisoning (#325 Green)
Colby ignored Charlie’s pleading and kicking just as he ignored baby Ada’s cries for her afternoon bottle.
Colby was more interested in Charlie’s back. It was a blotchy red and white from fever but that was nothing. What had Colby’s attention were the deep scratches along Charlie’s back and the perfectly parallel lines of welts like he’d been beaten with something solid that had sharp edges.
Just the injuries would have Colby blind with fury under most circumstances but the smell made it all worse. It was the smell of infection, of wounds in unreachable places left untreated oozing yellow and green. One set of scratches at the small of Charlie’s back had small tendrils of black radiating under the skin. Colby had seen men die in third world shitholes from things like that. Charlie had stopped fighting and was simply pleading now. It was a jumble of words that Colby wasn’t really listening to. ‘Don’t tell, it’s not what you think,’ was the overriding theme.
Colby let Charlie up. He sprinted to the nursery. Colby followed. Charlie was curled up in the oversized rocker, his torso still bare trying to get Ada to take her bottle.
Colby picked up Ada’s baby bag and started packing all the things he thought an infant might need for a few days. Then he went down the hall, found a bag, and packed it with everything a mathematician might need for a few days. Then he went back to the nursery. Ada was feeding, Charlie was crying.
“Here’s how it’s going to work, you and Ada are coming with me and where we are going first is a hospital, then someplace safe where you can call your lawyer. And if you don’t like that idea plan B is calling the cops. Your choice.”
Plan A (#98 Hospital)
Colby gently bounced Ada, trying to keep her calm, while the doctor cleaned and bandaged Charlie’s back, at times using a long needle to draw out the patches of pus. Colby could see Charlie’s face contorting against the pillow but he never made a sound.
Colby tried to decide what his next move was going to be. He hadn’t really thought anything through from the moment he noticed an odd stain on the back of Charlie’s shirt and caught a whiff of a sickly smell.
The nurse had already slipped him the domestic violence pamphlets and the number for a shelter even though the doctor had yet to officially ask what had happened. Now that he was standing in a hospital Colby curious as to how it happened. How things went from Larry talking about the power of love to Charlie with an IV of broad-spectrum antibiotics in his arm.
Colby knew what he wanted to do and it involved a pair of handcuffs slapped on just a little too tight. He also knew that if Charlie had gotten to this state without walking away then getting him to press charges would be damn near impossible.
Ada gurgled and started to doze off. Colby checked his watch. It was getting late in the day. At some point Amita would come home and find her husband and daughter AWOL then the shit would really hit the fan and as much as Charlie wanted to keep what was obviously a nightmare secret Colby just knew it would all be out by the end of the day. He looked at Charlie with his face pressed against the thin hospital pillow. Colby knew his next move had to be to get Charlie someplace secret and safe. Luckily there were people who owed him favors.
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