DAY 7
FOR: Guest Reader 1
PROMPT: Charlie/David, Big/Little brother, comfort after Don gets shot
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"Charlie," I step cautiously into the meeting room. "How you holding up kid?"
"Donnie's heart stopped," Charlie Eppes, Professor and FBI Consultant, answered, his voice catching slightly.
"They got it beating again Charlie." I try to soothe.
"He may not make it." Charlie disagreed.
Finally he turned to look at me and I'm only slightly shocked at what I see. He's crying, yes, but he's mad. Most people see him as Don Eppes, the bad-ass FBI Agent's, little brother who needs protecting. To a certain extent they're right. Charlie lives in a world of numbers and Don helps to make sure he stays safe. Any who cause him harm or allow harm to come to him will be ended.
Over the years it's a stance I've taken too. For this bright young man I would destroy the whole world if I had too. And for a moment I hate Don with a passion. In this moment he's the one who has hurt Charlie the most.
I push the thought away as quickly as it came. It wasn't fair to Charlie...or Don. No, right now Charlie didn't need me in protective mode, besides, Don was always better at that. I needed to be the comforter.
"Hey, look at me...look at me Charlie," I demand, waiting for him to do so. "Don is going to be fine. He'll wake up because he knows you and your dad need him."
"Promise?" Charlie pleads, sounding so much like a five year old it breaks my heart.
"I promise," I reply, silently daring Don to prove me wrong.
The words are barely out of my mouth before Charlie's in my arms, sobbing. I don't bother to push him away. He needs me. And I'll be here as long as it takes.
