A/N: Hello, all! I just wanted to let you know that I'll be out of town for a week starting tomorrow, so there won't be updates on anything during that time. Therefore, I'll update twice today, and once tomorrow as a goodbye present. :)
Many thanks to Pink-Libra-Girl and T.F. Crosby for kindly reviewing! :) Love you guys!
This drabble came directly from T.F. Crosby's review a couple chapters ago, talking about Douglas and how guilty he must be feeling. I literally wrote this five minutes after reading the review. Thank you, Crosby! :)
Episode: Spike V. Spikette
Rating (This arc): Low T, because Chase will be sad.
Warnings: Chase sadness. Actually, basically everyone will be sad, now that I think about it, so just sad people in general.
Inspiration: What if Kate's sonic scream had messed up Chase's hearing in the last scene? After all, Chase doesn't get up from that hit... *here the story is born*
Mostly Crosby, for this one. :)
Be the reason someone smiles today! :D
"Douglas."
"Either help, or go away. You know I'm not stopping; it's no use trying to convince me."
"Come on, Doug, you're exhausted. You need to sleep. Killing yourself won't help Chase."
"Darn it, Donald! Don't you get it? Chase can't hear!"
"I know, and-"
"Do you, though, Don? He. Can't. Hear. That means he can't train, can't go on missions, can't live his life. Have you seen him? He looks like death. I did that to him. I'm fixing it, I have to."
"I know, okay? That's why I'm here. Go to sleep, I'll work for a while."
"...Thanks."