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08 December 2007 @ 07:13 am
Vignettes - Part 30: Heart Attack  
Title: Vignettes - Part 30: Heart Attack
Author: ladygray99
Chapter: 30/36
Pairing: Charlie/Colby, Don, Alan
Rating: FRC
Disclaimer: Belongs to many other people, not me
Warnings/Squicks: Hospitals
Summary: What moments mark a friendship, a love, a marriage, a lifetime?
Previous chapters: Pictures in a Wallet
Notes: A little angst.  Not too much. Please, Please feedback on this one.
Beta(s): The always wonderful and under apresheated irena_adler .



Heart Attack


“That was great. Alan.”
“Thanks. Ooh.”
“You ok, dad?”
“I’m fine. Too many chilies.”
“Let me get those plates.”
“No I got ‘em.”
*crash*
“Dad?”
“Dad!”
“Alan!”




“Your father’s heart is fine. The blockage was in one of the outlaying arteries and for a man his age, it was minor. We’ve seen far worse.”

“So what are you going to do? I mean you’re going to do something right?” Don asked.

“We’ll schedule him for surgery.”

“Heart surgery?” Charlie asked in a panic.

“No, brain surgery.” Don snapped.

“Very noninvasive heart surgery.” The doctor said calmly. “The surgeon will make a small incision about two inches long, we’ll feed in a camera with a laser attachment, we’ll take a look around. Anything we don’t like we’ll zap and suction away. It’s like Star Trek. Very low risk of infection, very low risk of complications, he’ll be out by the end of the week. You have nothing to worry about.”

“What are the odds of complications?” Charlie asked.

“Don’t.” Don said quickly.

“Well, the chances…”

“Don’t. Seriously, doc. He’s a math genius. Give him numbers and he’ll go into a Rainman routine.”

“Don,” Charlie complained.

“When we were kids, we got a puppy. He spent the first week calculating the odds of it getting hit by a car.

“It did get hit by a car!”

“A decade latter when you were in grad school.”

“Your father’s chances are very good.” The doctor said cutting off the brother’s fight. “He’s generally healthy, active, and he has family who obviously cares. That will do far more for his chances that modern medicine ever will.”


~


Colby held a straw to Alan’s lips. Alan took a small sip of water, wincing as it slid down his raw throat.

“They had you intubated for a while,” Colby explained. “Scrapes up the throat.”

“I was wondering.” Alan looked around the hospital room. “Where are the boys?”

“With the doctor, talking behind your back.”

“Esther?”

“With Megan and Larry.”

“She ok?”

“Holding on. She’s tough.”

Alan closed his eyes and shook his head. “I feel like a fool.”

“Well, it’s hardly something you could see coming.” Colby replied.

“No, I felt off all day.”

“Too may fried egg sandwiches?”

“They’re an acquired taste,” Alan said with a smile.

“Sure. Among British bachelors.”

“Mad Scottish poets.”

Colby gave an understanding smile.

Alan rubbed at his chest a little. “I get why my chest hurts. Why do my ribs hurt?”

“Um…Don cracked a few doing chest compressions.”

Alan’s face fell, the reality of the situation crashing down. “This was too close, Colby.”

“You’re fine. You were out for like a minute.”

“No. it was too close. There are things I haven’t said. Don, Charlie, there’s things I haven’t taught them yet. Important things.”

“You’ll have plenty of time, Alan.” Colby said trying to sound reassuring.

“I can’t think of leaving my boys yet.”

“You’ve been a good father, they’re good men. Both of them and you’re not going anywhere any time soon.”

Alan sighed and reached for the cup again which Colby held to his lips. “You’re a good man, Colby. I’m glad you’re here.”

Colby gave a slight smile. “I wouldn’t be anywhere else.”

“Did your father ever give you his blessings? Does your family know you’re a good man?”

Colby didn’t want to say that his brothers haven’t spoken to him in over a decade. “He…uh. Well we don’t…”

Alan shook his head. “That’s not good. The blessing is important. Old magic. Keeps things working.”

Colby didn’t know what to say so busied himself with the water jug.

“Come here.” Alan waved him to the bed side. “Kneel.”

Colby knelt by the side of the bed and lowered his head. He felt Alan’s warm hand rest on his head with such care and intent that he got it. This touch was all the things unsaid, it was the words he’d wished his own father had said, the feeling the hell-fire preacher had always said they should have. This was the thing that let Don and Charlie have screaming fits at each other yet forgive and carry on. He took a deep breath and for a moment though he actually felt his own soul, contrite, passive, and blessed.


Don stopped the doctor’s hand as it reached for the door knob. “Wait.”

Don gestured to Charlie to look through the window of the room. They could see Colby’s eyes squeezed shut with heavy emotion. Don took a look at his brother. Charlie had an expression Don had never seen. It was hard to describe. It was of complete calm and yet something more. Alan’s hand slipped from Colby’s head to his face. Words that couldn’t be heard passed between the two men and Colby stood.

Don gave a nod to the doctor who pushed open the door. “Good morning Mr. Eppes,” he said brightly. “How’s that ticker of yours doing today?”

Don watched as Colby quickly went to Charlie’s side and took his hand giving it a squeeze. His dad looked past the doctor to his sons, all three of them, and smiled.

Don gave his father a nod and a smile. ‘This is right’.




 
 
 
thady: Casablanca: Louis and Rickthady on December 7th, 2007 06:44 pm (UTC)
*sniff* This is very moving.

God, and poor Alan, although I suppose he's at an age where this could easily happen. I'm glad that he's ok, though. He's one of my favourite characters.
ladygray99ladygray99 on December 7th, 2007 06:47 pm (UTC)
He my favorite too but don't worry, Alan's got good years left on him yet. Just one too many fried egg sandwiches. A bit of a wake up call for everyone.
Devo79devo79 on December 7th, 2007 08:48 pm (UTC)
How fucked up is it that Charlie calculated the odds of the dog getting hit by a car. And how funny (no I don't hate dogs but it's funny in this fic) is it that it happens!

And poor Alan!

Are the rest of the fics gonna be sad cause that would be.....well...ehhhh sad?
ladygray99ladygray99 on December 7th, 2007 08:53 pm (UTC)
Nope. The rest are basically happy. One chapter is a case chapter and is a little exciting (I think). There's a bit more porn and basically a happy ending all around. Colby's mom makes another appearance and Don gets a bit of a surprise tomorrow.

Charlie calculating the dog getting hit is the same as him calculating the odds of Don or Colby getting killed in the line of duty. He doesn't want to do the math but he can't help the worry that's in his head.
fredbassettfredbassett on December 7th, 2007 09:00 pm (UTC)
I love Alan as a character and I absolutely adore your Colby :)
ladygray99ladygray99 on December 7th, 2007 09:02 pm (UTC)
Thank you, dear. I thought Alan and Colby needed this moment.
devon99 on December 7th, 2007 09:14 pm (UTC)
I've enjoyed all these little glimpses into the boys lives, but this is the one where I actually re-read a passage, 'cause it was so lovely. This section here;-

Colby knelt by the side of the bed and lowered his head. He felt Alan’s warm hand rest on his head with such care and intent that he got it. This touch was all the things unsaid, it was the words he’d wished his own father had said, the feeling the hell-fire preacher had always said they should have. This was the thing that let Don and Charlie have screaming fits at each other yet forgive and carry on. He took a deep breath and for a moment though he actually felt his own soul, contrite, passive, and blessed.

Nicely done.
ladygray99ladygray99 on December 7th, 2007 09:15 pm (UTC)
Thank you. :-) It has my personal vote for best passage in the whole thing. Glad you like it.
So Not Mucheotu on December 8th, 2007 05:31 am (UTC)
for a moment though he actually felt his own soul, contrite, passive, and blessed.

This line. It gets me, right there (thumps own chest).

Every week, when the parents bless the kids -- this is what we mean. You nailed it! *sniff* I'm going to wipe my eyes now. Thanks for the moment of pure love.
ladygray99ladygray99 on December 8th, 2007 04:31 pm (UTC)
Thank you for the love back. It's wonderful feedback like yours that keeps me posting.
(Anonymous) on December 10th, 2007 05:08 pm (UTC)
This was scary, sad, and heart-warming all in one beautiful story. I went through the same thing with my mom a few years ago, and it's scary (she's fine now). Alan's blessing of Colby was so touching, it brought tears to my eyes. Thanks for sharing this moment of their lives.

Twin's Mom
ladygray99ladygray99 on December 10th, 2007 07:17 pm (UTC)
As always it's my pleasure.
athenedeinonychus_1 on December 15th, 2007 01:32 pm (UTC)
I've been meaning to catch up with this series since last weekend, and ended up having a stupidly busy week. Sodding work. But now I can read right through to the end in one go.

This chapter was sweet, and quite moving. Poor Colby, having a non-understanding family.
ladygray99ladygray99 on December 15th, 2007 04:19 pm (UTC)
Well you'll see at least one of them understands. Welcome back. :-)
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ladygray99ladygray99 on December 16th, 2008 11:21 pm (UTC)
He'll be ok.
laura_trekkielaura_trekkie on January 20th, 2009 09:30 am (UTC)
Poor Alan. Good job he's active, fit and healthy for the most part. I loved his scene with Colby- very touching (and I don't mean literally).

Laura.
ladygray99ladygray99 on January 20th, 2009 09:31 am (UTC)
I do have a 'verse where it is literal. Fair warning. :)
laura_trekkielaura_trekkie on January 20th, 2009 10:22 am (UTC)
::boggles:: I don't know if I'm brave enough to read that one. I like Alan, don't get me wrong, but he's Dad and dads don't have sex ;). We'll see.

Laura.
ladygray99ladygray99 on January 20th, 2009 04:19 pm (UTC)
Risk it. It's not dirty PG13. I actually think it's one of the sweeter things I've written.