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12 October 2014 @ 08:45 pm
The Delicate Brothers – ACT 1 (5/17)  
Title: The Delicate Brothers – ACT 1
Author: ladygray99
Rating: NC17
Chapter 5/17
Series: Whitman
Characters/Pairings:Charlie/Colby, Don/OFC, Alan/OFC, Ian/OMC/OFC, Megan/Larry, Tarry Lake, David Sinclair, Matt Li.
Word count: 1,430
Warnings/Spoilers: Threeways, spankings, shaving, sexual discipline, gross descriptions of crime scenes, masturbation, medical stuff related to pregnancy and childbirth, original characters.
Summary: Life progresses, life happens, life perseveres, and life is better with someone by your side.
Notes: Master Notes for Story.
Beta: None, feel free to point out typos of which there are many I am sure.



Chapter 5

Don stared across the small interrogation room table at the slimy bastard that had been cleaning money for a lot of other slimy bastards. He wanted to call Charlie to go over this guy's books but he had promised to leave both Charlie and Colby alone to ride out the flu shot. David had told him about Colby passing out at his doctor's. Don hoped that maybe it would be a blessing if most of the shots happened while Colby was still out.

Don's phone rang. "This is gonna be the DA telling me they're going to prosecute your ass," he said to his money launderer.

He stepped outside the room and answered it. "Eppes."

"Don." Anne's voice had a cold control to it. "Come home before I kill your son."

"Okay, no problem," Don said quickly and hung up the phone, then grabbed David. "David, I've got to run, deal with a thing, won't take long, keep sweating this guy."

Don didn't even wait for an answer, just ran for it.

~
Don carefully opened the door to his home. There was a clanging coming from the kitchen. "Hello?"

"In the kitchen." Anne's voice sang out.

Don went to the kitchen. Anne sat at the kitchen table. She was covered in flour and paint. On the floor of the kitchen Mattie joyfully banged a wooden spoon on a cooking pot. Mattie was also covered in flour and what looked like grey play-doh. The kitchen itself was covered in flour, and there was a strong smell of olives. There was also some sort of baked good still in batter form covering half the counter. Anne looked to be at the end of a very short rope.

Well Don didn't get to be head of the LA FBI Violent Crime Unit without the ability to think on his feet.

He quickly returned to the front door and retrieved a clean receiving blanket from Mattie's well stocked baby bag. He returned to the kitchen and quickly wrapped Mattie in it preventing further distribution of flour, then scooped him up. He gave Mattie a careful kiss, then leaned in close and gave his wife a quick kiss on the cheek in much the same way he'd seen men kissing cobras on National Geographic specials.

"I am going to have a glass of wine," Anne said very carefully. "Then I'm going to take a long bath, then I'm going to take a little nap, then I'm going to attempt to clean this place up."

"That sounds like a very reasonable plan. How about if I see if Dad'll take Mattie for the night and I can get take away from Baduzzi?" Anne closed her eyes and gave a very controlled nod. "I love you very much," Don said.

"I love you too," Anne carefully replied.

At that point Don grabbed his son and made a run for it. Fortunately they kept the clip and go car seat and baby bag right by the door so they were in the car and on their way in under three minutes.

Don turned the Charger for Pasadena while dialing his dad's condo. Kathryn answered.

"Hey, it's Don. Any chance my dad's there?"

"Oh, he just went out to run some errands."

"Damn, okay, um, would you guys be able to take Mattie for the rest of the day?"

"Of course. We'd love too. Is everything all right?"

Don turned onto the freeway. "Just a little mommy burn out."

Kathryn laughed. "Well we've all been there. I remember Ian was a joy to take care of until the day he learned to crawl. I thought I was going to lose my mind."

Don grinned. He knew it was dangerous but he relished any little story of mini Ian. And there were so many.

"I'm getting on to the freeway now. Traffic looks clear so 20 minutes or so."

"We'll be waiting. Drive safe."

~
Kathryn was waiting in front of the building when Don pulled up. Don really was developing a fondness for her.

He pulled Mattie out of the back and handed him over.

"Oh, look at that. Some little man is going to need a bath. And I bet I know why mommy is stressed. Someone got into the flour. Didn't you?" Kathryn gave Mattie a tickle and he laughed.

"And the olives I think."

Kathryn chuckled. "Do you want to come in for a cup of coffee?"

"I'd love too, but I left a money launderer simmering in interrogation and I'm afraid he's lawyered up by now."

"Well then you get back to work. I talked to your father and we can keep him over night if you'd like."

"That would be great. I think we just..."

"You just need a baby free night. Don't worry. Every parent on earth has been there."

Don let out a long sigh. "Thank you."

~

Megan short stopped him before he burst back into the interrogation room. "What?"

She ran her hand over his head a few times. "You have flour in your hair," she said with a chuckle.

"Don't laugh. You're gonna be there soon."


~
Alan leaned against the bathroom door and smiled. Mattie was giggling and splashing his hands in the water while Kathryn tried to rinse the bubbles from his hair, giggling herself. He tapped down the little flare of grief for Margaret. They had talked about grandchildren, and joked about them more often, and when she knew that she did not have much time left she had said that one of her regrets was that she would never see Don or Charlie with a baby of their own.

Kathryn turned and looked at him. "You're thinking about Margaret, aren't you?" she said, softly but sweetly.

Alan shook his head but had found out very early that Kathryn was very good at spotting even the smallest lie.

"It's okay," she said. "This kind of moment was supposed to be you and her."

Alan shook his head again, even though Kathryn was right in her way. As quickly as his old knees would let him he knelt down next to Kathryn and gave her a kiss. "I am very glad you're here with me," he said. And he was.

Kathryn blushed a little and looked away. It was so very odd for Alan some days. No one got to their ages without having a long term relationship but Kathryn had managed it. No one man longer than three months and most not even that long. That meant Kathryn still blushed at truly heartfelt compliments and fumbled through domestic moments that Alan barely even thought about. At the same time that small army of men, and even a few women, gave her a broad perspective on the human condition. In the end it was like being with someone simultaneously much older and younger.

He brushed a bit of slightly damp hair from her face then grabbed the big fluffy towel to wrap Mattie in, just being glad at being able to once again do something as simple as help wash a baby.

~
Don put the foil wrapped containers of pasta carefully on the now clean kitchen counter and went looking for his wife. He found her sprawled out on the living room sofa half asleep.

"Hey, hun," he said carefully.

Anne sat up. "Hey, I'm sorry about the call I should have just..."

Don kissed her. "It's okay."

"I swear I took two seconds to tell some guy he had the wrong number and when I looked back..."

"It's okay. I think it happens to everyone. Pick a movie. I'll dish up dinner."

This time Anne kissed him. "Is this why all those women fell for you?"

"Nah, they were all shallow, just wanted me for my body."

Anne laughed. "Well I can't entirely blame them, there."


~
Charlie crawled into bed and into Colby's arms.

"Are you going to sleep tonight?" Colby asked, well aware that the dark circles under Charlie's eyes may as well be black eyes. They were acquired do to the same problem.

"I don't know," Charlie answered. "Do you think you'll be able to sleep properly tonight?"

Colby thought about it. Usually the first three nights were the worst. After that there were still nightmares but they were usually less violent and only three or four a night. "I think so," Colby finally said. "I hope so."

"Okay. But I'm still keeping close."

"Thank you."

Charlie hummed softly while Colby was hoping that indeed the very worst was over.


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riverotter1951: Green Fairyriverotter1951 on October 12th, 2014 01:54 pm (UTC)
I am enjoying this look into the future with all three Eppes men in relationships. Mattie is a joy to his family especially the scene with Anne. Smart of Don to take Mattie to his grandparents so that Anne and he can spend a Mattie-free night. Poignant about Margaret never seeing her grandson followed by Kathryn reassuring Alan.

Edited at 2014-10-13 05:41 pm (UTC)
ladygray99ladygray99 on October 15th, 2014 07:21 pm (UTC)
I wrote this well before becoming a mom. We've never gone a whole night without the kid but there have been days I've been so very grateful for grandparents who love to babysit.