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Title: Pain
Summary: Having a high tolerance for pain was a good thing for a spy.
Genre: Family/Hurt/Comfort
Pairing: Michael/Fiona
Word Count: 164
Disclaimer: Not mine!
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15) Pain
All of his life, Michael Westen had had a high tolerance for pain. Being a spy, it's a very handy quality, especially when you're being tortured for information or being shot at regularly.
Or when you have a woman like Fiona Glenanne.
But no pain he had ever experienced before was like the pain he was going through now. No, he'd gladly suffer through bullet holes and stab wounds if it meant not feeling this pain.
He placed a clean bandaid over his daughter's knee, then drew her into his arms and cradled her against his chest. "Shh…"
Chloe sniffled and buried her face in her father's chest.
Closing his eyes, Michael patted her back gently. Worse than any wounds were his little girl's tears. He paced the floor slowly, kissing her soft chestnut hair.
Having a high tolerance for pain was a good thing for a spy. It didn't mean a damn thing for a father whose little girl had a skinned knee.
The End.
A/N: Next up, stubborn runs in the Westen blood. Thanks for reading, and please review!