Sports Night Fic: One for the Money; Part Two

[scout_kent]

Casey took a deep breath as he watched them walk into the bank, Charlie holding Danny’s hand like he sometimes did when he forgot that he was ten.

It would be okay. He was glad, really, that Charlie was in the tiny club of people who knew. Just three, counting Charlie.

Casey felt a fluttering of guilt when he thought of how upset Danny had looked

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[hyperfocused]

You know, I'm used to Danny whumping in Stargate, but this?

Fix him, please! (Eventually). I mean I know Charlie's going to be brave (but still ten years old), and Casey's going to worry like crazy, but just so you know, a happyish ending would not go un thanked for;)

::awaits the hurt, hopes for the comfort::

[scout_kent]

There cannot be too much Danny whumping in the world.

The hurt, it is coming. Comfort?

*peers at the horizon in search of comfort*

Nope, don't see any coming just yet . . .

[scout_kent]

Don't use up all your eeps too early on, you're gonna need 'em later . . .