Don and Robin sat in the waiting room in the hospital, holding hands, waiting for the test results and the CAT scans to come back. Robin was the only person that Don had told. He hadn't wanted to upset the team, not mention Dad and Charlie. He remembered the first hallucination…
3 Days Ago
Don was on the couch at the apartment, watching TV with Robin when suddenly he saw…
"Mom?" he whispered, frowning
"What was that honey?" asked Robin
"Nothing…nothing…" mumbled Don, he knew he was being stupid Mom was dead. But he could've sworn that he'd seen her over in the corner of the room. He shook himself mentally, trying to dislodge the image of her face from his mind. It had looked so sad and worn; like it was using all the strength she had to stay there, like she'd looked just before she'd died…
1 Day Ago
Don was in his office. Just doing paperwork when he saw out of the corner of his eye, her.
He'd seen her many times before, she was always there flashing in and out of site sometimes gone for periods as short as two minutes, others two hours even more, but she always returned. What was different this time was that normally people surrounded him, now he was all alone. He was aching to go and give her a huge hug and tell her to never leave him again and that he was missing, but he was afraid that if he moved she would vanish. Then she did something she'd never done before, she spoke to him
"My baby boy, all grown up, I'm so proud of you Donnie" she said, making tears well in his eyes, he held them back. All he'd ever wanted was for her to be proud of him and here she was telling him he was, it was too good to be true.
She still looked sad though
"Mom," he whispered "Are you real?"
She shook her head and said "Sorry, Donnie, I'm not real"
He sighed, "That's okay Mom" Of course any hallucination of his would have to be honest with him
"Could you stay with me anyway?" he asked and she nodded
The afternoon went on with him trying to focus on his paperwork, knowing he had to get it done, while she walked around him, never speaking just watching him with those sad eyes.
"You being here isn't a good sign is it?" he asked eventually
"No," she replied, "it's not"
"What does it mean? Why are you so sad?" he asked
"Oh I can't tell you Donnie, I'm part of you and you don't know, but you have a hunch I can see. It's because of this that I'm sad, I think"
She disappeared then; he reached over for his cell phone and called the hospital to make an appointment to see his doctor.
2 hours ago
"Robin, if I tell you something will you promise to not tell anyone? Not even Charlie and Dad?" Don asked, as he was getting ready for the Doctors appointment, Robin was in the Bathroom, applying make-up. I was staring at Mom.
"Of course, what's wrong?" she replied her voice echoing from the room
"It's just…I'm going…going to go see the Doc today"
"Why? What's wrong?" she asked quickly, concern coating her voice
"Come here please," Don asked
Robin walked into the room
"Yeah" Concern the dominant emotion on her face
"Do you see her?" he asked
"Who?"
"Mom, over there in the corner"
"Don…your Mom's dead…I can't see anyone"
"I know, so this means that either I can see the dead or I'm hallucinating"
"Oh Don…this isn't good…has she…has she spoken to you?"
"A couple of times, yeah"
"What did she say?" she asked timidly
"That she was…was proud of me" the tears welled in his eyes again
"Oh Don…" she searched for another subject "when your appointment?"
"Fifteen minutes"
"Okay, well I'm coming with you"
"You don't have to, you know"
"I know but that doesn't change anything"
Present
"Mr Eppes, we've got your test results back, could you please step into my office," said the Doc
They walked into his office together and sat down
"I'm afraid your suspicions were right Mr Eppes it is in fact a Brain Tumor, the good news is that we can fit you into surgery in just nine days, which is really good because if left for another month then we wouldn't have been able to operate"
"That's very good," said Robin squeezed Don's hand tighter, he seemed to be in shock
They talked more about things that seriously scared Don like DNR's, possible brain damage and some Don didn't even understand.
"If there are any problems what-so-ever then call my cell immediately"
Don just nodded
They were driving back to the apartment when Don's cell started ringing. He picked it up on the first ring.
"Eppes"
"Hey, Don we need you at the office, we got a case"
"Yeah I'll be right there, just gotta drop Robin off at work"
"'Kay see you then"
They hung up
"Another case?"
"Yep" Don sighed
He dropped Robin off, promising that he'd pick her up, reminding her of the promise she'd made and she told him that he'd have to tell them sooner or later but she'd keep her promise.
He drove to the office thinking that things would be different, but when he arrived everyone acted as if nothing had happened, but then, he realized, they didn't know yet, and he was counting on it being that way for a long time.
The rest of the day went on as normal as was possible while forever thinking that there was a…thing on his brain that could very well be growing which seriously made him freak out. But otherwise everything was normal nobody suspected a thing.
Another day passed
And another
And another
He still didn't say anything about the tumor. He knew that he'd be going into surgery in a couple of days but he really didn't want to worry them. Everything would be all right; at least that's what he told himself.
When the surgery was just two days away, Don was to be found in the War room leaning against the wall as Charlie explained to everyone the new theory he had on how to catch this guy who had raped and murdered four girls all under the age of eighteen. Just thinking about what this guy had gotten away with made him sick to the stomach; he wanted to catch this guy badly.
Charlie finished explaining and Don got up from the wall
"Okay run it"
"I'll need more data"
"Colby, David get Charlie as much data as he needs-whoa" Don had spun around so quickly that he had nearly lost his balance, he latched onto the table for support.
"Don are you alright?"
"Yeah I'm fine" but that was a lie, his head was spinning and his vision blurry. He needed to sit down but when he tried he collapsed and everything went black. The last thing he heard was what seemed like a million people shouting, "DON"
He was unconscious before his head hit the ground.
A/N- Okay, so the next chapter will have the last bit but from someone else's point of view, which ought to be interesting. For the record no one ever told me how hard it is to type the ~* bit my fingers are killing me. Oh and a little background info I listened to these songs while creating this Chapter-Cleanin' out my Closet-Eminem
-Hailies Song-Eminem
-New Moon (The Meadow)-Alexandre Desplat
-Bella's Lullaby-Edward Cullen
-It's My Life/Confessions Part II-Glee Cast
-Halo/Walking on Sunshine-Glee Cast
-Here I Stand-Madina Lake
-Stand-Rascal Flatts
And before you ask, yes most of that time I was not typing at all but jumping to the beat of the music. I get completely absorbed by music.
Anyways Please Review! They mean a lot to me and it has occurred to me that #sniffles# (it wouldn't let me do the star thing) that I haven't had one single review in ages…