Numb3rs Fic: Iridescence, 6/10 - Ultramarine (Don, PG) (Color: Blue)
Title: Iridescence, 6/10 - Ultramarine
Word Count: 395.
Characters: Don.
Rating: PG.
Warnings: None.
Spoilers: None.
Summary: The Stockton Rangers turn into a better team. If Don would have stayed….
Disclaimer: I don’t own Numb3rs.
Betas: The fantastic twins_m0m and the great lillyg.
Previous chapters: Find them here.
Color: Blue.
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Iridescence Series
Ultramarine
The third beer in front of the TV inevitably screws things up.
The Stockton Rangers turn into a better team.
If Don would have stayed…
Alcohol gets to his brain and he starts to hallucinate. When he’s home and safe, he doesn’t mind the collateral effects of his drink.
He enjoys seeing himself on TV. He’s in the field, wearing the classic ultramarine uniform, giving his all for the guys that will allow him to hit that home-run.
The blue uniform would have suit him well. It would probably be more impressive on first view than the FBI suit.
He holds his lucky bat tight and observes the pitcher’s moves. It all happens in slow motion - the way that man steps on the ground to find his energy and speed, the way his arm moves in a circle, the way the ball leaves his hands and flies towards Don.
He hits off the pitcher and runs as fast as his legs allow. He feels adrenaline going through his body, he hears people calling his name.
First base, second base, third base, and suddenly, before the third out, he rushes back home. With a head-first slide, he hits the bag.
A beautiful, beautiful run! The crowd goes wild! He raises his dirty arms in victory as his pals go to congratulate him…
Don grins to himself, laughing, feeling himself touch the fourth base. But as soon as he realizes that his fantasy was only that, he stops.
He sees his gun, his badge on the table. Right beside his feet.
His smile returns to his face. He’s got a uniform, after all. The uniform of the State.
Perhaps someday things will be different and he won’t get only five minutes to dream. Perhaps he’ll earn a few years to live the life he’s always wanted.
Even without the people he’s lost, even without the clichés a couple of movies have put into his head, even without the need of being in charge. He’d be able to coach a kids’ baseball team.
But for now, he’s okay. Life hasn’t been that hard on him. He doesn’t have what he wanted when he was a child, but he keeps the faith. He won’t be missing that ultramarine uniform.
He’s got another kind of team - the kind that won’t disappoint him.
The kind he will never let down.
Word Count: 395.
Characters: Don.
Rating: PG.
Warnings: None.
Spoilers: None.
Summary: The Stockton Rangers turn into a better team. If Don would have stayed….
Disclaimer: I don’t own Numb3rs.
Betas: The fantastic twins_m0m and the great lillyg.
Previous chapters: Find them here.
Color: Blue.
Previous chapter
Next chapter
Iridescence Series
Ultramarine
The third beer in front of the TV inevitably screws things up.
The Stockton Rangers turn into a better team.
If Don would have stayed…
Alcohol gets to his brain and he starts to hallucinate. When he’s home and safe, he doesn’t mind the collateral effects of his drink.
He enjoys seeing himself on TV. He’s in the field, wearing the classic ultramarine uniform, giving his all for the guys that will allow him to hit that home-run.
The blue uniform would have suit him well. It would probably be more impressive on first view than the FBI suit.
He holds his lucky bat tight and observes the pitcher’s moves. It all happens in slow motion - the way that man steps on the ground to find his energy and speed, the way his arm moves in a circle, the way the ball leaves his hands and flies towards Don.
He hits off the pitcher and runs as fast as his legs allow. He feels adrenaline going through his body, he hears people calling his name.
First base, second base, third base, and suddenly, before the third out, he rushes back home. With a head-first slide, he hits the bag.
A beautiful, beautiful run! The crowd goes wild! He raises his dirty arms in victory as his pals go to congratulate him…
Don grins to himself, laughing, feeling himself touch the fourth base. But as soon as he realizes that his fantasy was only that, he stops.
He sees his gun, his badge on the table. Right beside his feet.
His smile returns to his face. He’s got a uniform, after all. The uniform of the State.
Perhaps someday things will be different and he won’t get only five minutes to dream. Perhaps he’ll earn a few years to live the life he’s always wanted.
Even without the people he’s lost, even without the clichés a couple of movies have put into his head, even without the need of being in charge. He’d be able to coach a kids’ baseball team.
But for now, he’s okay. Life hasn’t been that hard on him. He doesn’t have what he wanted when he was a child, but he keeps the faith. He won’t be missing that ultramarine uniform.
He’s got another kind of team - the kind that won’t disappoint him.
The kind he will never let down.