Family together
This was an idea I had ages ago and decided to run with it.
Chapter 1
Don didn't want to see anyone, the blinds were drawn and his phone was off. The last thing he expected was for his father to kick down the apartment door and drag him out of bed, half dragging, half carrying him to the bathroom before setting him under the coldest shower he'd ever had.
"What the hell?" Don asked feeling fully awake for the first time since it all happened. Don Sr. just stood there for a moment before turning the shower off.
"This isn't you; this isn't what she would have wanted." Donald replied handing a towel to his son.
"She's gone Dad." Don said before starting to cry. Donald had been expecting this, he knew his son would be in a bad way but he needed to get back to normal, staying in the dark wasn't good for him. He'd gone there to take him where he belonged, with his family.
"I know son, but it will get better I promise."
"Get the report to me by close of play tomorrow, really good work today," Peggy said with a smile to the young man in front of her. He beamed at the compliment. "Now go home and forget about work." She ordered and he nodded before leaving. She watched the newest member of her team head out of the building with a smile on his face, it had been a tough couple of days but the hard work had paid off. She could already tell that he had a good future ahead of him; he just needed to learn how to switch off. That had been her problem at times, but now she had to switch off, the moment she left work she was off duty unless she was on call. Her children needed all of their mother's attention, and she made sure they got it. She was about to start on some paperwork when the phone rang.
"Carmichael." She answered sitting back in her chair, looking at the clock she guessed that it wasn't going to be good news. "Ok, I'll get a team out now." She sighed before putting the phone down. She looked at the photo on her desk before picking up the phone again.
The house was empty when Don and Donald arrived, Sam was at work and his mother had left a note saying she'd gone shopping for dinner. Don was glad as it meant he could settle in before getting bombarded with a bunch of questions, he was sure Sam would have a lot to say to him.
"Honey you look exhausted, I'm making your favourite for tea, Sammy will be home later too, she's doing really well in this new job. She's even looking at getting a new place which will be nice." Nancy Flack said walking into the house and spotting her husband and son stood in the hallway. She was carrying some shopping bags which she immediately handed over to her husband before leading her son into the living room and sitting him down.
"You look a mess." Sammy observed entering the living room and sitting down next to her brother 2 hours later. He'd barely spoken since his father brought him there; he'd picked at his dinner and then returned to the living room where he stared at whatever was on TV.
"Well Sam my life isn't exactly great at the moment." Don replied with a large sigh.
"Ok, so how do you change that fact?" She asked. "Obviously without a time machine." She added and causing a slight smile to form on his lips, however it left as soon as it appeared. He didn't respond; he just remained seated as he was and his attention went back to the TV. Sam shared a look with her mother and then left the room.
Peggy put the last of her stuff in the car, signed the document and handed it over to the man stood closest to her.
"I want the first batch on my desk by noon." She said brightly even though it was almost 6am, she still hadn't been home and she was desperate to go to bed. Looking at the time she knew that it wasn't going to happen, she'd get in as people were due to start getting up.
"Will you be in by then?" The man asked forgetting who she was for a moment.
"Unlike you I have a meeting with the unit head at 9am." She replied and he gave her an apologetic smile. "See you in a few hours." She added before starting the engine and driving off.
Don settled himself onto the bed that had been in his room which was decorated the same as it had been when he was a teenager. He tried to relax but he couldn't, he kept on playing things over and over in his mind. Every time he tried to close his eyes he couldn't help but see her, and miss her. He just wanted to curl up and cry until he couldn't cry anymore or until she came back. And the saddest fact of all was that the thing he wanted the most was never going to happen.