Hey guys. New one shot from me. Based off teeny spoilers from the newest episode 'Blood Moon'. As always I own nothing.
Catherine Willows burst through the doors of Desert Palm Hospital, her shirt and pants caked with drying blood. Please let him be ok had been the mantra running through her mind as she'd sped from the crime scene, breaking several speed limits as she went, but they were the furthest thing from her mind.
Approaching the nurse's station, she'd barked commands and questions at the oblivious staff; they had refused to give her information, stating that she wasn't family. Her response had been clear and succinct -
"Just tell me. Is he going to be ok?"
Hours later she sat in the waiting room, her questions remaining unanswered. She was alone, her mind choosing to play memories on an endless reel rather than entertain any company - the first time they'd met, their first case together, their first date, the first time he'd kissed her, the first time they'd made love.
She squeezed her eyes shut, attempting to quiet her already overactive mind. He's going to be ok. He's going to be fine. He can't leave me.
In her mind's eye she could see his face, the smile the brightened up her entire day; the arms that had held her and made her feel safer than she had ever felt her entire life. The lips that had kissed hers, buckled her knees, and swept her off her feet while whispering sweet promises of forever in her ear as they'd made love.
Her mind then inevitably skipped to one of the last conversations that they'd shared. He'd wanted an answer, and the best she had been able to give him was a semi-flippant remark about dishwashers and guns, about not being willing to risk it.
Sitting in the waiting room, she caught sight of the doctor walking towards her; her ears barely registered the words he was saying.
"I'm sorry… He's gone."
She couldn't help but wish she'd found the courage to risk it.
... *hides*
Lily
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