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Prompt #24: Glasses - Curious, Nell checked out his specs and almost went cross-eyed at the strength of his prescription.

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It was too much to pass up.

It had bugged me forever. I mean, he almost never takes them off! The only time he does is when he dons the magnifying glasses in the gadget room. Never in Ops.

So when I walked into our techie cave of wonder and saw Eric's glasses resting on his desk, I couldn't keep my fingers from reaching.

I can't help my curiosity. I like to think that's what makes me such a good investigator. I get curious, so I dig and dig and dig until I find what I want to know.

People with glasses made me wonder about their glasses. I knew that prescriptions were all different, but the most powerful ones I'd ever tried on were moderate ones. They barely made my eyesight change or strain.

Then again, they'd been reading glasses. Or bifocals. Nothing really bad.

Eric never took off his glasses, so I'd never had an opportunity like this before. I probably wouldn't get another one like it.

Scuttling over, I picked up the glasses. Polishing the lenses, I held them up to the light to get an idea of just how strong his prescription was. The light fixture warped through the glass, but it didn't look that bad.

So I put them on.

Worst. Mistake. Ever.

My eyes crossed almost immediately. It hurt to look through the lenses. Yanking them off my face, I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to fight off the migraine that was just waiting to attack me.

Damn, but that hurt! Way worse than anything I'd ever felt before. And he looked through them every day?

Geez, his eyes were messed up. Bad.

"Nell, what are you doing?"

I had a carefully constructed answer ready in case he caught me, but the shock and headache I had now blew it away. "Trying on your glasses," popped out of my mouth.

"And why would you do that?" I heard his footsteps come closer, then felt a hand steady me. "Here, give me them. I kinda need them to see."

I shook my head, trying to dispel the pain. "Damn Eric, how messed up are your eyes? I couldn't even see anything through them."

He plucked his glasses from my hands. Cracking open one eye, I was glad to see that everything had stopped spinning. He gave me a grin. "You really shouldn't have done that, Nell."

"How was I supposed to know you're practically blind without those things?" I argued.

That cute grin got bigger. "C'mon Nell, you're telling me a great Intelligence Analyst like you didn't know something so important as my eyeglasses prescription?" he teased.

"Contrary to your deluded beliefs, I don't waste valuable resources on finding out every little thing about your life and health," I shot back with my own smile.

Besides, learning some things on my own is a fun experience.

Finding out how bad his prescription was, however, was not one of them.

"You okay?" he asked.

I nodded. "Yeah. I'm fine."

Mystery solved.

Just a drabble I had fun with.

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