So, back in February I posted
This Time and for some reason people clamored for a sequel. OKAY, YOU GUYS. I wrote one. I hope it's not lame! That's the problem with sequels. Always leave 'em wanting more, that's what I always say. (I actually never say that. "Fake it till you make it" is my cliché phrase of choice.) Forgive me for the title. It's
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I love that. It sounds just like Don. Exasperated and scared and grateful all at once.
Well done!
And I agree with thewhiteowl, he's lucky it's just bruises and not a gunshot wound.
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Clearly I went to bed too soon if I missed this last night!
See, there's value in giving people what they want from time to time and I ♥ my H/C as you know so this was a lovely fic. Thank you.
/hides cest goggles/
I like when Don allows himself to show how he feels about his brother and what better time than this to give in and just hold him close. I love the visual of all the action around them and they're just stasnding there together. /sniff/
Very well done my dear. Further proof you deserve your awards. /bows to you/
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Now that you mention H/C I'm sorry I didn't make it hospital fic. ;-)
Thanks!
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See, in my mind what happens just after this is Charlie collapses in Don's arms and Don, panicked, yells for a medic as he cradle's Charlie's unconscious form in his arms. Then we have the lovely desperate hand holding in the ambulance and the frantic wait in the ER for news...
But that's just me the H/C junkie talking.
I mean, why do you think N100 *has* a Hospital prompt? ;-)
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Savage!
And it has hurt!Don! Wheee!
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