fic: Fragile. Day 4 Prompt 5 Table F
Title: Fragile
Author: clwilson2006
Prompt #: 5 White
Prompt Table: F
Fandom: Numb3rs
Rating: PG
Character/Pairing: Colby, Hancock
Word Count: 200
Disclaimer: Numb3rs does not belong to me. No Harm intended.
Author's Note: This is a Hancock story. I suggest you start with A Little Comfort, A Little More Comfort and H is for Hancock if you wish to read more. Also posted atnumb3rs100 and savecolby
I am dizzy, I have been spinning for what seems to be forever. The way my stomach turns makes me wish I could vomit. Everything is white; Blindingly so, as well as being soft and fluffy, and very warm.
If it was not for the movement I could be quite comfortable. And the smell is familiar somehow. Lemons and something else, almost metallic, like Him.
I suddenly remember and I begin to panic; has he done this to me? He wouldn't, I'm too fragile. Suddenly everything stops and my face ends up pressed against glass. I'm looking out, hoping for him and yet terrified it won't be him at the same time.
Eventually the glass moves and everything falls. Gentle hands grab me, and hold me close. I feel comforted even though it is not him.
“There, that's much better” the voice tells me.
“Hey Charlie” I hear his voice and know everything is going to be all right.
“What!” there is anger in his voice, and I am snatched from my saviour to hugged tightly by my master. His hands caress my body looking for injury.
“Charlie! How could you put Hancock in the laundry.”